cyas!!!
cyas!!!
:)
me too … am feeding a shredder today; that’s as good as it gets around here.
;p
BBL
Better haul my battered body back down to the burn-off. ;o)
Your Auntie Jennie is lucky!
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Thanks! I certainly think so; not sure if she does, though.
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;o)
Schooltime…
Gardening stuff to do…
Me too … mine’s called “weeding”. :)
One month rule!
Hehehehe… :o)
*Runs away giggling*
anyways- im going fishing tomorrow- so as robocops still not on 45 mins later-
im as off as a bunch of guys in short shorts groping each others butts on tv
nighto all
(guess who doesnt like footy)
look for THAT one soon when i bet that the new name for death rides a stinking horse corpse or ssssf or whatever his name is(if he even gets banned- which I bet he doesnt..)
cause when im overtired and can not sleep- i’ll be there- stirring the brown smelly stuff
Gotta go…
The Pr0nLr0d said:
cyas!!!
Me 2…
work time
I should stop procrastinating and get started replacing the fish tank water. All my other attempts to get the algae under control have failed.
Attitude suitably readjusted, I’m off to kick the mower.
…
I don’t need asterix..
But could really use some magic potion.
bbl
weeds to kill
Anyway, there’s brushcutting to be done around here, and despite giving it all morning, it’s just not doing itself…
Back later going to lunch
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v348/Platycat/Crestoutsidetables_zps21164c11.jpg
don’t know if i’ll actually be back later…
Far too nice a day to spend in front of the computer.
I’m off to frolic in the sunshine.
Cyas!
Teleost said:
Far too nice a day to spend in front of the computer.I’m off to frolic in the sunshine.
Cyas!
wookiemeister said:
Teleost said:
Far too nice a day to spend in front of the computer.I’m off to frolic in the sunshine.
Cyas!
I like to frolic
I thought you liked to watch.
Should I ever watch another Nicholas Cage movie?
Off to the Docs…
hello’n out the door
into the sun
to do ‘m jobs more
to have fun
noodles then out pad check ‘em water
got distracted by visit from sibling
talked lot of shit, it was quite a yabber
brother, it long time since saw him
hmm..
tuckfard s##it on tv
coffee, biscuit, yoghurt that’s too good
it be healthy for me
and aspirin be taking little ol’ me should
go do a bit I suppose, start with coffee, always coffee…
that’s pasta lunch done’n
coffee wash
little warm out in that sun
and here off
messin’ ‘round few music track
unclip ‘em, level ‘em some, EQ
Thorogood collection tidy, fixin’
is what little ol’ me here be doin’
done macaroni with tomato sauce on burnt toast
it’s simple terrestrial indulgence do love the most
be occasioned too that more exotic do give host
after all it be the invisible that swing the compass
thunderin’n dog’s terrified, lookin’ insane’n panting wildly
coffeein’, then back to aircell and lining shortly
pullin’ the plug on the main power inverter here presently
PVs earthed but elevated, it just precautionary
transition said:
thunderin’n dog’s terrified, lookin’ insane’n panting wildly
coffeein’, then back to aircell and lining shortly
pullin’ the plug on the main power inverter here presently
PVs earthed but elevated, it just precautionary
So Larry’s not happy then.
10.25mm rain as read from the instrument
do the stock and water rounds, check a few fences, then to some xmas-related things….very low-key….
done check few trough’n mobs sheep
run outa light, til morrow rest will keep
wanderin’ out yonder, visitor, me and him Larry
across ‘em fields check ruminants water plenty
makin’ sure too ample feed and them be happy
young butcher bird just outside is chirpin’ loudly
it’s fortuitous song for us here to be on our way
JJ cale
http://www.lyricsmania.com/trouble_in_the_city_lyrics_jj_cale.html
Heard the one about your woman Lord, she’s been messing ‘round She’s been stepping out on the street Lord, she’s been hanging out Ain’t nobody had her this week but it won’t take long Lord, lord, there’s trouble in the city Lord, lord, there’s trouble in the city Lord, lord, there’s trouble in the city And I hope it won’t mess with me Walking downtown the other day A man put a gun in my back “Give me all you’ve got or I’ll blow you away That’s a fact, Jack” Woe me, misery, too much been going down Lord, lord, there’s trouble in the city Lord, lord, there’s trouble in the city Lord, lord, there’s trouble in the city And I hope it won’t mess with me Catch the next train out of here Goodbye, I’ll see you, so long Time was I could face it here That was a long time ago I’ll leave you very low, next time you won’t see me at all Lord, lord, there’s trouble in the city Lord, lord, there’s trouble in the city Lord, lord, there’s trouble in the city And I hope it won’t mess with me
work emails done
it truly was all fun
raise Master Larry, he’d be slumberin’
round ‘em dams both us go wanderin’
pick up Missy way past, too go walkin’
hmmm….
check out the lamb’s small trough later, don’t believe she drank 10+ litres lastnight, probably old plastic has crack in it.
get to putting up some aircell insulation and lining shortly, whistle up motivation see what little #### doing.
go for drive get the battery drill from dad’s first.
go do a bit
consulting Mr Suppose
he’s a brat
has my ego in a noose
A few things to do.
t’other half’s been away for a few days. Gets back tonight.
Of all the things I said I’d do, I’ve done precisely none.
overlap’n tape some aircell together
then will be put up some lining
doin’ what intended to do yesterday
instead bedclothes did washin’
tiny contribution, give order it chaos
anyway what little old me doin’
between, punctuatin’ rhyme’n dross
Me too….enough talk of culinary crafts. The critters here need their evening meal and so do we. Back to work tomorrow for the humans.
go get some rest in front the TV, me other’n larry, this evenin’ meal at mum’s with cousin’n partner, sorta been mouth-busy, out from under me rock momentarily socializin’.
the air, the wind, no mistakin’ somethin’ there
but sure a thing, too she be invisible, mostly
be none sensory discorrespondence from her
similar of gravity maybe, invisible too is she
again nothing, not a hint of sea sickness from
say what’n ask of these projections internally
it this, that imagery, imagination, ‘em conjurin’
that space workin’, the mental states meanin’
did somethin’ be blown downwind from vision
wonder some how everwhat might it happen
what could words’n ideas be to state ponderin’
latter appears a place, the home, you play in
is it so romantic that inside be a beaut garden