bugger bugger bugger. im so peeved @ somethyng right now, i could do some serious damage. im not sure to who, or what, or why. it's just that tym of yer life. no worries. its just some seritone deficiency. a banana otta do it. except there ARE no bananas in summers.. umm no wait. there are. i thynk. bugger. i thynk ill take coffee instead. now THAT's an enhancer. so if yer down, it'lla take ya downer. anyways, i wanted to do a post on my birthday

celebrations included balloons bought from islamabad, two baked alaskas, one chocolate log cake and a few close friends of the family. the media were inconspicuously missing from the fairly low-key event. sources have revealed on condition of anonymity, that the attendees applauded all three tyms hemlock cut cakes and she "felt giddy, and like a six-year-old". HELLO! was denied coverage of the event.

the story is subject to copyright laws, and illegal production, re-production, publication, republication, cutting and / or copying - pasting is forbidden. but im too tired, and it WAS what seems like ages ago, so go away. oh wait. just another thyng. one of the nicer thyngs i was called on D-Day was "Burnt-out Revolutionary" go figure.