2005-07-19 - 10:50 p.m.

You expect a coherent post about political goings-on? Current affairs? You might get some disjointed rambling and links, if you're lucky. Remember, friends - it is a quasi-blog. But mostly just rambling.

Firstly, and most importantly:

Which VD are you?

Secondly:
I seriously need to do me some shopping. Pants, my friends, are a commodity not to be sneered at. Oh, no. Not even when one wears girly pantyhose and ankle-length nun skirts on a daily basis. PANTS ARE STILL NECESSARY PART OF DAILY LIFE.
Plus other stuff. But mostly pants. Ohhhh, the pants.

Thirdly:
Any reasonable person would be in bed at this hour (the eleventh, of the post-meridian category.) I am not a reasonable person, for the most part. This is a fact that causes great distress and sadness to my mother. :( :( :( Also, I'm disorganised and don't understand maths. No matter! It's time to employ lazy-arse techniques, such as "wait-for-it-to-make-sense-on-its-own". Most people would follow this sentence up with, "But it doesn't, ho ho, guess I'll just have to make my own success", but not me, oh no! I just have to wait for it to make sense. (On a serious note, I do realise there are boundaries to this and I do work for knowledge, thanks. I just refuse to collapse into a puddle of sticks when I don't get it straight up. Yes, a puddle of sticks. You heard (saw?) right, missy. Or sonny. You know. Whichever fits. If you're a boigirl (correct spelling?) you can pick another derisive nickname like "kiddo". Unfortunately "missy" and "sonny" just have that extra bit of properly-functioning irony, not found in "kiddo". All you asexual/androgynous/I-honestly-don't-fucking-know-what-term-is-correct-here types are missing out on some super irony.

Fourthly:
Perhaps some intelligent or vaguely interesting stuff tomorrow, Random-person-who-accidentally-encountered-this.