Oct. 18th, 2005

Urgh

Oct. 18th, 2005 04:53 am
chaletian: (Default)
Mreugh.

Sore throat.

Mreugh.

Mreugh

Oct. 18th, 2005 10:22 pm
chaletian: (apple bearing hag)
Feeling like pants. Pooness abounds. Must work tomorrow in order to get paid. Bastard capitalist society.

Press Gang

Oct. 18th, 2005 10:28 pm
chaletian: (cake or death)
Huzzah! Just won series 5 on eBay! I would suggest a PG-fest, except I don't think any of us can make it before Christmas...
chaletian: (lizzy tea)
Just thought I would share this very fine Stanley Holloway pome/monologue (think it might have been written by ?Marriot Edgar or someone like that):

ExpandThe Lion and Albert )
chaletian: (island dots)
Il pleut. What's that all about?

And I mun go to bed, for tomorrow I must venture forth to earn my living (not, obviously, following the suggestion of Kate/Bob's father).

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