12.09pm Beth: get up.
12.10pm Rob: shut up.
12.11pm Beth: man up.
12.12pm Rob: giddy up.
12.13pm Beth: that's just rude.
Saturday, 17 July 2010
Friday, 16 July 2010
dawn...
Today it dawned upon my lovely little brain that in one weeks time I shall be in Mozamique. Now that, my pals, is far. Not only is it a different country, a different continent, a different language and the other side of the equator, it is also sunny. wonder what that's like....
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Monday, 12 July 2010
Alas!
The time has come where one whom cares very much for the wellbeing of this blog to be maintained, must maintain it.
So. I'm Schmellon. You can call me Dave. Or Helen.
So. I'm Schmellon. You can call me Dave. Or Helen.
I'm the same person as Bethany. Our latest conversation consisted of
"HELEN HAVE YOU CLEANED YOUR TEETH?"
"No."
"CLEAN YOUR TEETH"
"I'm writing a blog."
"Ok."
Bethany is a beautiful 18 year old who doesn't know what an alcopop is and just did the most manliest phloegmmy (FLEMMY) spit in the sink upstairs.
"You are making it funny aren't you?"
Uhm okay. So, a blind man, a nun and a yacht owner walk into a tree. Ouch.
Males of athletic build, 6.2, submissive...apply within.
P.S. I have not any intention of cleaning my teeth.
Tuesday, 25 May 2010
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Tuesday, 11 May 2010
Monday, 10 May 2010
Steve's Birthday!!!
Happy birthday to Steeeeve
Happy Birthday to Steeeeve
Happy birthday tooooo Steeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeve
Happy birthday to Steve.
What's that? It's steve's birthday?
Steve is my flute/sax teacher. Ronald made the lovely and never-before-heard joke about me going to my "sex" (sax) lesson. Har har.
decided not to do musical instrument examinations to avoid learning scales. score!
Sooooo... last night was Ikon and how very marvellous it was too. God was there, I was there, what more could you possibly want.
Healing, saving, praying, singing, crying..... the whole shebang. marvy. Although there were a few "The drums are confusing me" moments...
Don't you just love it when you feel God like right next to you, practically sitting on your head? It's a good feeling :o)
Naturally I was dreading today because its a monday and I don't like mondays. tell me why. I don't like mondays. Tell me why. I don't like, I don't like I don't like Mondays...... if you don't know the song I just look like a moron with an unquenchable need to repeat myself.
Turned out to not be too bad though. read the newspaper in a free, then again in another unexpected free. Bought starbursts. Ate them. had luncheon avec the very beautiful Ms Leswell which you can't beat really :o)
Beginning to realise how far 300 miles is.Also beginning to wonder whether it's actually physically possible. For me. It's obviously possible for the wonder that is Daniel Nichols. But he appears to be a cycling god.
I am no such thing.
hmmmmm.
All those mmmmmm's just reminded me that Rob can do that thing where you say rrrrrrr and it comes out as rrrrrrrrr or in my case rpffffffff. not fair.
and on that note of wisdom.
Goodbye xx
Happy Birthday to Steeeeve
Happy birthday tooooo Steeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeve
Happy birthday to Steve.
What's that? It's steve's birthday?
Steve is my flute/sax teacher. Ronald made the lovely and never-before-heard joke about me going to my "sex" (sax) lesson. Har har.
decided not to do musical instrument examinations to avoid learning scales. score!
Sooooo... last night was Ikon and how very marvellous it was too. God was there, I was there, what more could you possibly want.
Healing, saving, praying, singing, crying..... the whole shebang. marvy. Although there were a few "The drums are confusing me" moments...
Don't you just love it when you feel God like right next to you, practically sitting on your head? It's a good feeling :o)
Naturally I was dreading today because its a monday and I don't like mondays. tell me why. I don't like mondays. Tell me why. I don't like, I don't like I don't like Mondays...... if you don't know the song I just look like a moron with an unquenchable need to repeat myself.
Turned out to not be too bad though. read the newspaper in a free, then again in another unexpected free. Bought starbursts. Ate them. had luncheon avec the very beautiful Ms Leswell which you can't beat really :o)
Beginning to realise how far 300 miles is.Also beginning to wonder whether it's actually physically possible. For me. It's obviously possible for the wonder that is Daniel Nichols. But he appears to be a cycling god.
I am no such thing.
hmmmmm.
All those mmmmmm's just reminded me that Rob can do that thing where you say rrrrrrr and it comes out as rrrrrrrrr or in my case rpffffffff. not fair.
and on that note of wisdom.
Goodbye xx
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