Friday, May 26, 2006

It amuses me inordinately ...

So apparently Craig's friends had money on when I would get pregnant.

The last person in the pool had FOUR MONTHS after the wedding, a date which passed 12 days ago.

They really don't know me at all.

And on a completely unrelated note, Craig and I have just reached 50% in our London Fund! only another grand to go before we start talking to travel agents.

Monday, May 22, 2006

How My Jealousy Manifests Itself (in email form)

i printed those things
you know the part in danny bhoys show when he crossed his arms and was like "this better be good" mocking someone in the audience

yessss I know the part you're talking about ...
I just don't know what you're mentioning it for ... are you looking at my and my paintings like "this better be good sarah"?

no the person he was mocking was k
she was sitting in the second row

wow i'm sure that must have been thrilling for her, but he was talking about a guy "look at this guy sitting there with his ams crossed ..."

ha. There is a land called Passive Aggressiva and I am their Queen.

(Please note : while the first comment is hugely dripping with sarcasm, he really was talking about a guy)
(Please also note : I do know that I am also the Queen of Over-Reactingva (recently annexed))

Sunday, May 21, 2006

Just 2 things for now ...

1. Craig and I (and my mother and sister and a boy named sam) went to see Danny Bhoy last night and he was amazing.
So so much more worth the money than Dylan Moran.
Charlotte and I want to marry him and have his little brown scottish babies (what? won't they come out with that accent?) but I'm pretty sure Charlotte gets dibs because I chose Craig and everything.

2. Our computer is Dead. Ever So Dead. Just another very expensive paperweight. Luckily it might just be a paperweight temporarily and I'm soon (ish) to be purchasing a laptop so our home will not be computer free for long.
The first day I was home alone all day without a computer felt very very strange ... at times I felt at a loose end ... but I'm now starting to like it.
The constant need to check my emails is waning. And thankfully I can use the internet at work. Which is where I am now, at 7:19 on a sunday morning.