i discovered the other day…

by happenstance that i have three dirty bloody great big [well okay they weren't THAT big...but close eh] mud nests just outside my front door. frigging birds why can’t they take no for an answer. i mean it tweren’t that long ago that i belted down the previous efforts with me trusty broom.

this time due to there being three nests i remained mostly protected inside while i sabotaged their efforts with the longer handled broom. maan them bastids came from everywhere…at least twelve were trying to get at me. now before you besmirch me as a bird hater i’m not…just would rather my visitors didn’t have to put up with being attacked when they come to me front door and the back one [knocked one off the brickwork out there the other day]…and just to prove my non bird hating status i left the other one outside my bedroom window.

perhaps the fly screen guy…YESSSS they sent out a bloke to quote…[talkative little fella...stfu and measure me damn windows dude!]…will be done before the building is completed…think i will get a pic tomorrow of it…dunno if it will be clear tho…as i might be running. LOL…mean little bastids. or more than likely the birds will have built…had sex…given birth to their eggs brung up the babies and then be gone before flyscreen guy gets back to actually install them.

but hey, we live in hope…live in hope *grin*

so i have come down off…

me happy cloud off change…i got over adding the blogster links for now.

reality has set in…and the reality is that i have to go to stinking work tomorrow…is probably why i have grown a travelling hump on my back and neck…me wheaty heat bag…which brings me around to that annoying beeping that my microwave emits when i haven’t been quick enough to get ‘whatever’ out of the guts of it on the initial quick soft beep…i then get that accusatory longer…beeeeeeeeeeeeep…and then a second and a third…depending how slow i am…i usually grouch at it…yes, yes alright!!…gives me the shits. but anyway…if i was a rockstar…somehow, i reckon i would shoot/trash microwaves and leave the teles alone.

okay so anyway…*sigh*

**do i always have to space out my copied from a word doc post when i paste it in here…or is there a better way?

arghhh haaa…

look what i did!

made a “links” heading…*looks downwards*

now to start adding.

oh okay…

why would lisa and pj have a black dot beside them on my list…have i blackballed them??…went into me templates…which is pretty funny in itself ‘cause like i would know what to look for to rectify the black dotting thingo.

whoa…the creepy dots are gone now.

mind you i went into a comment section just then and it was not how my comment part usually looks…it was really BIG…and i swear i didn’t do it…and i am not taking acid. tho i’d probably like to try it…jest to see like.

so i have ventured out into the big wide world of this little town this morning…

got the boys lunchmeat…check
got me smokes…check
chatted to the limp dicked shop owner…check
he didn’t irritate me…check
parents are home…check
tracked down my mum…check
socialised and amused fer a few minutes my mumsy, brother and the scullery maid…check
scuttled back to me flat…check

off to read blogs…in the process of a check.

alrightee then…

now i can just settle down and just enjoy the bliss of blogging again…so i am feeling pretty good at the moment…not necessarily to do with the cones either.

i noticed over the last coupla days i have been smoking just inside the door of the flat…yes, yes i know i’m not allowed to but anyway…don’t let me rent your place i can’t be trusted [obviously] but hell me ashtray is back outside fer the moment…i have to get used to going back out there. bad me. lol.

funnily enough i was just getting ready to post about not gunna blog no more about bugs in the hope/chance that they [the bugs] would leave me alone and so that i in turn could leave you alone and post about something other than bugs…then the changeover hit the fan.

which made me realise perhaps i am meant to post about me various bug adventures/stories…ahaahaa *suffer in yer jocks*…and have i got some more fer you‘s…*grinnun with waggly eyebrows*…aww stop yer bloody groaning…how do you think i feel…since i pissed the skanky she devil of a goat lady away i got no more ‘consistent’ bitches other than the bugs.

so anyway last night during the fantastic lightnun display i spied one of them bloody stick insect things attempting to break in thru the gap between the glass and screen door…i deterred it…then i got caught up watching the tele…so yep he got in…now i know they can’t hurt ya…but i still ain’t picking it up. so i tried to get it out with the swatter…eventually it got really pissed off and flew/jumped somewhere…i didn’t see where it went as i was too busy doing that ughhh grunt whilst ducking and dancing me face out of the way…i couldn’t find that thing no matter how much i looked…and i did look…several bloody times.

so this morning i hear this annoying scrabbling sound amongst some boxes on the desk in my bedroom…i get up and see them long friggin limbs…this time i just left it alone…i figure hell at least i can hear where its at…later on this morning i spy it at the bottom of my bedroom door…later on in the afternoon to now…fucked if i know where it is…but i sure hope it shows itself again in the next few days. got the son staying here fer a few nights…will get him to pick it up remove it…i’m such a woozy *cackle*.

and psst gertie gecko is baaack…he’s a stuck up little prick tho…never answered me “hey there gerts”

anyway now i want a smoke…so im going outside.

well dammit now i hafta…

learn how to drive this blog…lol…as my LFB ustah say…hold onto your bloomers ethel its gunna be a hairy ride…little bastid harumph i never wore bloomers.

but really i know how to add buddy links [thanks to the good babsie] so i should be okay aye.

so i left a post at blogster [set out below] and also I now rescind an earlier post from here regarding this being my commenting blog…its just all arse about face now isn’t it.

i believe my blog here at blogster…

is gunna become my commenting blog now…like blogspot was before.

if any of you on my buddy list decide to post there as opposed to here…please give us a yell so then i can remove you from this list and add yer over there…otherwise i will catch up with you good people via here…[that's as long as i'm allowed too...and i believe it is ]

cheers to everybody aye.

blogcone on…

…and there you have it.

so it would seem…

that i have some work ahead of me in whacking all you good blogster people into me links…so that i can bloody well find ya’s all.

thank fuck fer babs and deniseys buddy lists.

okaaay…

i’m just posting this to see what it does on denises blog.

whoa…so the “porting” smorting IS actually happening over there at blogster.
will be interesting to see the outcome.

i wanna be impressed.

dammit.

okaay so i’m thinking about going to bed but i ain’t frigging tired…haaate that.

uhmm…

i’m thinking this will become just a commenting blog.

gawd knows i aint got enough crap to post…to have two individual blogs.

but i guess you just nevah know in the long run aye. but anyway yeah fer the time being its not gunna get updated much.

now off to see whut you guys are uptah.

so i’ve been thinking…

yes i know, what have i been told about doing THAT!

anyway, i reckon it would be fun if we had to do our own list of ‘word verifications’ for our blogs commenters (?)

heehee…now that could be fun.

so i am starting to get a wee bit excited about my upcoming holidays…not that i’m going anywhere and that’s just the best thing about them…think i might try and get me blow up kiddies pool soon. seen an okay looking one from a distance in at crazies fer like forty bucks…will hafta be having a better look see next shop…mind you if i do get one…i will be freaking inside my head about the possibility of a snake. fuck! decisions, decisions.

so i swear sometimes it feels like my jaws are becoming misaligned. I find that i am back to clenching my teeth at night in my sleep…and i always seem to have a sore fucking neck….its that cartoon vulture neck that i am cultivating. i know it. fuck i am gunna be one of them stooped over old lady hags with the pissy attitude to match.

then again, that attitude i will have, regardless. i look forward to that part of aging. maan i am gunna be one fucked up crazy lady funny old bat. well i hope to be. i FUCKEN better be! and by christ they better have day cares centres for oldies where ever i end up in me declining years.

tho i reckon i am gunna be one of them tremoring oldies. my hands already do it now and i do that head wobble more often than i’d like. my husband the little fat bastid [from now on acronymic to the LFB] always said he will have dementia. makes me laugh about the fun we are gunna have in our elderly years bitchun at each other…and as cohorts at everyone else.

ahaaha.