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by MJ Allen
August 6, 2007 at 3:11 p.m.
Sunday Diary
My dear friend Sarah has mentioned on more than one occasion that my tastes and demeanor are that of an old British woman combined with that of a 15-year-old boy. She may have a point, but I, for one, am not entirely convinced. In an attempt to test my good friend's claim, I have chronicled my day's events one Sunday so that you, gentle reader, might decide for yourself. These are the events as they actually happened: 1. Had a nice lie-in until 7:30 a.m. 2. Enjoyed a lovely breakfast of kippers, porridge, and tea. Shared kippers with cat (unintentionally). Was desirous of toast, but marmalade supply was depleted. 3. Spent the rest of the morning partially paying attention to Upstairs Downstairs on the telly whilst reading the London Review of Books with cat in lap, having another cup of tea (me, not the damned cat). 4. Went down the shops. Purchased tea, marmalade, and yarn. Browsed for house slippers. 5. Returned home. Put kettle on. Tea followed. 6. Read correspondence from a friend in London. 7. Reviewed itinerary for sea-side holiday in Brighton. 8. Sick of tea. Grabbed bottle of Mt. Dew from fridge and set about practicing the drum line to "If You Want Blood, You've Got It." As you can see, this is a perfectly ordinary day for a 30-something American female. Once again, Sarah has proven herself to be a total spaz. Cheerio, bitches.
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Joel (Joel Mathis) says…
You forgot to mention the time when you had tea.
fuelingstation (Heather Kearns) says…
oi.
hodgie (anonymous) says…
Good on ya, mate!
ucis (anonymous) says…
you forgot to mention something about "university".....and your plans to attend and such