- Every time I go to the launderette a few socks disappear. The pile of odd ones is now seven. And I can't wear odd socks. I just can't.
- It takes me fifteen minutes to iron a shirt, even the ones that are 'easy iron'. On my ironing board at the moment is a pile of eleven shirts. That's going to take... a long time.
- There are four of us in the flat and we all recently bought courgettes, and now I can't tell which one is mine, and what I want more than anything else just now is a courgette. A smaller, though no less vexing problem, is that the spellcheck on this thing doesn't recognise the word 'courgette'. Nor indeed the word 'recognise'. Recognize. Happy? Twats (also not recognised).
- It's nearing the end of the month so I snuck a peak at the picture for March on my calendar. I don't like it. And March has 31 days.
- I've lost my umbrella, and it's going to rain tomorrow.
- There's a mould-like substance spreading up the wall next to my radiator. I think it might be mould.
Wednesday, 25 February 2009
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