THeRe'S An AnGeL On My ShOuLdEr...

Monday, March 01, 2004


I'm speaking english, aren't I? You can all understand me, can't you? Yep, that's what I thought. I didn't thik I was speaking Zwahili. Then why the hell is it so hard for *A* to comprehend that little two-letter word 'NO'???? Again he wants to know if I've changed my mind. I suppose I should be flattered, and to a degree I am, but I can do a hell of a lot better than being somebody's Mistress.

I want to lodge a protest! Why aren't women allowed to go to Bucks Shows???? It's not fair! A mate of mine had his on the weekend & it sounded like fun, from the very little I was told. They were all too embarassed to tell me any details. They blushed and got all bashful on me. Damn. So I'm still none the wiser really as to what a XXX stripper does, except apparently have very well developed Kegel's

Just watching the Oscars, well....the never-ending introduction actually. It is really comforting to know that in spite of endless supplies of money & miracle workers and the best designers in the world, lots of women still have no idea what is flattering on them. Do they not have mirrors?

Tim Robbins (whom my mate Danny eerily resembles) just won an Oscar for Best Supporting Actor for his role in Mystic River. A brilliant film. He is very deserving. His acceptance speech was also excellent, making reference to his role in the movie as an abused child, highlighting that victims of such abuse should not feel ashamed to report it, seek help and counselling and that to do so is one of the most powerful things they can do. I agree.

What a horrible weekend it was. Two senseless murders. Words fail me really as to how people can cold-bloodedly kill others. I am left shaking my head. It chills me to think about it.

Off to watch more mind-numbing drivel....




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