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Today a certain someone has been playing on my mind, which is very bad indeed because it usually ends in me getting hurt. In particular i am worried that on new year someone is going to stomp on my heart and generally ruin the day... but alas what can one do? very little indeed. So it seems i shall just have to sit back and deal with whatever comes my way, It seems that Lynda Barry was not too far from the truth when she said "Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke"

ThOuGhT oF tHe DaY -

There is nothing i love more than MY FRIENDS =]

Okay, so the last week has been absolutely fabulous;

1* it snowed and i made bare amounts of snow angels

2* i spent all of my time with my fiends, sleeping in my bed a total of 1 time during the last 8 days, and even that was with 5 people

3* Went carol singing, earned bare dollar, felt festive and had a chinese meal with my carol singing palls; the meal cost us nothing because of the money we earned singing

4* Got my camera working and took many merry festive photos :) which are now covering my walls

5* AND NOW IT'S CHRISTMAS

My New Weapon Of Choice

SNOW hey-oh

... Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder,

where it's so white as snow,

privately divided by a world so undecided,

and there's nowhere to go...

HiGhLiGhT oF tHe Day - tea with many sugars

Today was a good day for no particular reason - it was just nice; i simply had afternoon tea with friends and a mooch around the shops and so have decided that it really is the little things that can make you happy... like having 8 sugars in my tea :)

ThOuGhT oF tHe DaY - as thought of by my dear friends; Sam Hatchwell, Bash Mead, Edward Orlik, and Kit Harwood (there is your little "shout out" :)

We look back to the 1960's and think wow, what cool years... but do our grandparents look back to the 1870's and think the same sort of thing?

And also, will one day our grandchildren look back and think wow, the 000's ?

Success is not the result of spontaneous combustion. You must set yourself on fire.

Is it really this simple anymore?

"Friends may come and go, but enemies accumulate"

that is all.

Candyfloss - Nice, sweet but ultimately pointless; a life we should all aim for

Candyfloss theory

We should aim to have a nice, sweet life. This life will ultimately be pointless but it is what's best for everyone.

Today I have made the executive decision that we should all aim to lead nice, sweet lives; what i mean by this is the following - life would be better for everyone if we were all nice, would you not agree? Putting in our honest best efforts to be unselfish, giving to charity, smiling at strangers on the street (in a non-creepy/non-pedophiliac/non-psychopathic way), baking cakes for each other... Our lives should be as sweet as the pink, fluffy treat itself, we could all live in cute little cottages in the country and embrace the small things in life. We would have sweet children, and nice husbands, living in nice neighborhoods with good schools and sweet annual fetes and vegetable growing competitions. We could while away our summer days lounging on the local polo lawn sipping Moet, and hosting dinner parties for one another in the winter evenings. Admittedly, some would describe this lifestyle as hiding from the canaille, and so it is... sort of... but what is wrong with that? Would one rather fritter away one's days living minutes outside Hackney with its high percentage of residents fall that into the demographic category "plebeian" and facing a death-defying tube commute every day into the bustling city of sweaty shoppers and japanese tourists? Thought not, the country life is the only life for anyone who has ever tasted freedom. An idillic "twee" life. What more could any country girl wish for?

Nothing. The Candyfloss dream; thats what i live for.

the BFG theory - for the record.. this IS A JOKE

Okay, so today is the "big day"; its the release of my prestigious "BFG" theory. Please take the time to read my theory and let me know what you think.

BFG - Big Fat Ginger Theory

If i was a big fat ginger, and not a slim blonde, my life would be a lot easier. I believe this is so because if i were a big fat ginger, first of all, only the nice guys would see beyond my ugly exterior and want to come within 10 meters of me, thus avoiding me being played off/used/seen as a challenge, by any of the ecocentric, self obsessed men who seem to be the only men interested in me currently. Secondly, being a big fat ginger i would not be tempted to exploit my less pretty friends by "getting off" with guys that they fancy, and who I would otherwise have no interest in, this is both bitchy and regrettable. This would make me a much better friend, happier person and generally make my life a lot easier. Another valid point, is that if i was a big fat ginger, and any ecocentric self obsessed men did happen to accidently sleep with me whilst drunk at a party they would go out of their way NOT to let anyone find out, as opposed to how things are at the moment where it seems they are on a mission to let as many people know as is humanly possible. It is also important to remember that if i was a big fat Iginger, the only thing i would have would be my intelligence and i would therefore study harder, achieve better grades, get a better job etc. etc.

Considering all of the above reasons, i think i would be better off as a big fat ginger.

Very English Countryside, Very English Girls and VERY english weather

After trekking miles through sludge and unforgiving rain my best friend Hattie and I managed to get some half-decent photos (i hope you will agree!!), these are all of me taken by Hattie, to see some photos i took of my gorgeous pally, click on this link here --> http://dazed-moneyisabitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/scallywags-in-country.html

POLO TIMES

Me on "Pantera" after a hard earned victory at Maywood Polo Club

I say jump, you say how high

This is me jumping "widget"

In the night time

After consuming some rather tasty chicken rice noodles my best friend Hattie and I spent the next two hours wondering around the old city, burning time until the next bus came to take us back to our little village, situated miles away from any civilization. It was a warm evening so neither of us were too bothered, and we managed to get some nice snaps while we were out!