Hey..who threw sand in my eyeballs?
I am sooooo feeeling my age right now. My days of partying for a week with no sleep has apparently come to a very abrupt end. Since Wednesday last week I haven’t had more than 4 hours sleep a night and I am feeling this in all of its entirety right now. Wednesday night we had some awesome friends come over for dinner …It turned out to be such a lekker lekker night! (You know who you are!) and I look forward to seeing them again. Thursday night we worked till the wee hours…working at night has its advantages, and I had some stuff that needed to be done before the next day..deadlines can be a bitch like that sometimes.. Friday we went to the 27Dinner… Was awesome meeting all them new and interesting people. I may/may not have made some new...
Gettin down with dem geeks & hoes..
Will try remember all of these but just know I will probably be getting my“Windows Old school” mixed up with “Quake Engine” and throwing some other signals that are still under Beta Testing.. … See you all tonight @ the...
Flowers in my hair..
I was reminded last night about my hair and how it has changed colour and style over the years. I was never allowed to cut my hair as a little girl. My dad insisted that my sister and I have LOOOOONG hair in the back with the only concession being our fringe which my mom cut using sellotape to get a straight line..Yes, Sellotape. Gave me a really straight edge, don’t you know? See how cute I was! Aaargh! I hated it.. It was always tied in a plait as a result and when my brothers wanted to get my attention they would yank on my plait like it was a bloody doorbell or something. When I was 12, this all changed. My dad left us and *one of the first things I did was cut my hair.. short. And it has varied in style and colour ever since.. very seldom have I...
When is enough.. really enough?!?
What would be your point at which you would call it? 1. You are served the most delicious Dinner imaginable.. The meat is tender.. the flavour exquisite, the temperature just perfect.. You almost cry out in pleasure as the first bite explodes in your mouth..But eating this masterpiece one delicious bite at a time.. how do you know when enough is enough? How do you stop yourself from over indulging and therefore ruining it by making yourself ill?? 2. You are involved in a quarrel with your neighbour. He wants you to stop putting your rubbish on his side of the pavement and you want him to stop whining like a little girl about crap.Things start to escalate and the next thing you know you are chopping down his prize lemon tree from your side of the fence while...
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