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Emo Girl on the train probably doesn't realise she's playing her iPod so loudly that we know she likes boy bands |
Marathon commentator from Beijing: "Nothing happens in the first half of the race". Thanks for not pumping it up, Monna. |
Protip: if you didn't apologise after every belch, I wouldn't notice your belching as much. |
Let them be denied cake! |
Q: Identify your strengths and your possible development areas. A: Strengths: Care too much. Weaknesses: Can't be ratsed telling you. |
is the owner of a shiny new .me domain, but now needs to think of what to do with it |
On hold and will be answered as soon as possible |
Weighing up the sore throat versus the gag reflex from the throat lozenge |
When in doubt, stop caring. |
My boss' numberplate is VAG. Says a lot, really. |
Having a lysdexic typign day.., can't get anything right1 |
hereby declares The Dark Knight to be worthy of Gold Class money |
takes a George Carlin book out of my drawer at work and sighs |
Using Ping.fm to post on Twitter, Plurk, Pownce and Jaiku at the same time. Now let's see it repeat itself in my social aggregators. |
Looking at old tweets, but I think I broke Twitter in the process. Sorry, everyone. |
A twitter is worth 14% of a picture |
Usual train cancelled, so I missed connecting train. Went to supermarket while I waited, and just missed next train, and next train delayed. |
Aah... Administrative Professionals' Day. The only day of the year where I tell bosses to buy lingerie for their male admins |
working barefoot, because my shoes are a slimy, squelchy mess. But on workplace toilet floors I will choose slimy and squelchy anyday. |
Damn holes in my shoes. Damn tailor hemming my pants too long. |
