I'm in the middle of packing for our trip to Port Macquarie. I'm not very good at it. There are certain things that would confirm this. Here they are, the seven signs that you suck at packing:
You leave it until the very last minute, taking the term 'flying by the seat of your pants' to a whole new level. You may try to rationalise this by reasoning that you work you better...
Monday, 30 June 2014
Saturday, 28 June 2014
More Things I Know
I know that I'm sick of freezing my butt off.
I also know that when Summer finally rolls around I'll complain that I'm sick of sweating my butt off.
I know that I'm over the World Cup and soccer altogether.
I also know that this is unfortunate for me when I'm surrounded by soccer obsessed...
Thursday, 26 June 2014
What I Suck At
What do I suck at, you ask? Okay you didn't really ask, but I'm telling you anyway. Don't worry, I'll make it quick, even though I could write a thesis on this topic.
At the top of the list I would have to put blogging. I never
seem to get my act together for these linky things. Case in point:...
Tuesday, 17 June 2014
The A - Z Of Me
A is for absent,
because I always seem to be absent from this space lately. Oops. I’m an absent-minded sort of person as well. A
is also for Asperger’s which I was diagnosed with at age 40 in 2011.
B is for boring as batshit. I’m even boring myself with this
blog let alone anyone else...
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