tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15327173.post1066318599014539029..comments2008-03-25T00:38:19.982-07:00Comments on Horse's Ass Pub: Gurgle.Andrastehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17995089221441792487noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15327173.post-6704880184078098442008-03-25T00:38:00.000-07:002008-03-25T00:38:00.000-07:00Ohhhhhh I sometimes suffer from that five a.m bing...Ohhhhhh I sometimes suffer from that five a.m bing! Bright awake! Work, work, work, work, work, life, work, life, work churn. Shall I get up and work? No, try and sleep. Can't sleep.Turn National Radio on at six cause I won't let myself do that before and cause I'm bored with thinking about work and life, listen to radio.....listen to Pacific bulletin..listen to farming report....listen to 6.30 news weather and spor-....giant marshmellow tractors....butterflies with rubies in their wings.....tropical islands...flying harpsichords...'And it's 7.45 at National Radio..' FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!'laughykatewww.laughykate.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15327173.post-74034205515492773142008-03-24T16:00:00.000-07:002008-03-24T16:00:00.000-07:00The thing that surprised me in Sense and Sensibili...The thing that surprised me in Sense and Sensibility was that, even at their poorest, they could still afford a maid and a sort of maintenance fellow and they got to live in a perfectly charming cottage you'd have to pay stacks for today. <BR/><BR/>Poverty has never been so picturesque.<BR/><BR/>Commiserations on the insomnia, hun. It's as frustrating as fuck. I have a spot of it myself and it's no fun.Sam, Problemchildbridehttp://www.problemchildbride.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15327173.post-84444049378175191352008-03-24T15:30:00.000-07:002008-03-24T15:30:00.000-07:00The whole process sounds very familiar to me. :( ...The whole process sounds very familiar to me. :( But at least you got to see <B>The Pogues!</B> :) I saw them (minus Shane) at the Fillmore in San Francisco approx. 100 years ago.<BR/><BR/>Then again, I got in at 2:00 this morning after seeing <B>Wilco</B> in Wellington and had the alarm go off at 6:30. Was almost to work on time too...nz-ajbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09829292928513640550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15327173.post-58847263324936573922008-03-24T12:50:00.000-07:002008-03-24T12:50:00.000-07:00I second that request! And also offer squeaks of s...I second that request! And also offer squeaks of sleepy sympathy. Insomnia is a stealth mindfuck.fatmammycathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12307960277363243051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15327173.post-19318915815790088922008-03-24T11:06:00.000-07:002008-03-24T11:06:00.000-07:00I will never tell. Since it's fictional anyway...I will never tell. Since it's fictional anyway...Andrastehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17995089221441792487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15327173.post-35473843070977037232008-03-24T11:04:00.000-07:002008-03-24T11:04:00.000-07:00I must ask. Ahem. What was the peen trick?I must ask. Ahem. What was the peen trick?Medbhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09673489472490377198noreply@blogger.com