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Name: Jane
Birthday: 3/24/1979
Gender: Female
Interests: Knitting, Morris Dancing, Ceilidhs, Musicals, Guides, Chalet School stories (collection and writing thereof), Bluegrass and mandolin (amateur status), pedantry...
Expertise: Fluttering my eyelashes and getting my own way
Occupation: Computer related
Industry: Education/Research
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MSN: pink_hebe@yahoo.co.uk
Member Since:
6/18/2004
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| Time for a listI slept, bar someone yelling outside my window at silly o'clock in the morning (a regular summer weekend occurrence), all the way through. Then woke up very muchly at about 8.30, worried about a couple of things, including the fact that I appear to have a size 6 waist and size 10 hips if the sewing pattern is anything to go by (I am not convinced, but suspect that reducing chocolate consumption might improve matters) and discovered that my mailbox was over quota. I have had a wee delete fest this morning. launder sheets old set on line, new set on bed- general laundry just the towels to do
- wheat-free raspberry & lemon muffins
- launder new fabric
- weekend on call/work on Sunday evening
meet Liz lunchgo to sorting office to collect non-delivered packages (no idea what they are) light bulbs from the electric company and a new carbon monoxide detector- more listing on eBay.
- Package up items at end of auctions so that they can be mailed when buyers have paid.
Buy a zip for the current skirt in progressTry to sync iPodCopy across playlists for iPodblock scarf
Seems very odd to not be doing accounts.... xxx | | |
| Brief updateI'm attempting to learn grammar, at the grand old age of, well, nevermind. I last had a grammar lesson at school when I was about 11 years old. It was about apostrophes. And that was it. Shame, since there was still so much to learn. And Mrs Spit is teaching me. Look! I got a gold star, metaphorically speaking. 
I have also bought a dress. Essentially, this, but in black, reduced to £28.50 and MACHINE WASHABLE!!!! Which means that I care not that it has lost its straps (I think I have some black satin diamante bra straps that will do - if I still have them. I can't remember when I bought them. I think, about 8-9 years ago, when I had a Wonderbra). Am thrilled, since I shan't need to buy anything to go with it. It's black. I have black shoes, and a black bag, and a black hair doodad. It'll go nicely with diamante earrings and necklace (which I also possess already) and will have an outing to the James Bond party in November. xxx | | |
| I didn't need to know thatSome things, one really does not need to know. Hearing, from his own mouth, that one of my colleagues (old enough to be my father) is a naturist, is one of those things. I honestly did not know where to look. And, almost 24 hours later, I must confess, I am still a little freaked. Apparently he's a member of a club in one of the Chalfonts... xxx | | |
| And then they were goneWeird. Apparently I've just missed Flying Ant Day in previous years. Never noticed at all. So glad that they have gone, though. Now, if I could just work out what it is that I am having a panic about, then I could air the whole thing, and get it out of my system. I may just be pre-menstrual (and forgetting to take my Evening Primrose), but, somehow, I think it goes deeper, and begins with the Welshman informing me that he didn't think he'd ever been in love, and that such a thing did not exist. He probably hasn't. However, I think that such a thing does exist. Could I articulate it? Could I heck. I just froze. I also have not had a (big manly) hug for over a week, and have none looming on my prospective horizon. This does not really help matters either. xxx | | |
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