Just do it. Give in. Shnooze.

Guess where I went on the 2nd of July? I bet you can't. Go on. Try. Okay, fine, I'll tell you. I WENT TO BLUR'S FIRST REUNION CONCERT!!! EEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

As you can see, I'm VERY excited.

And my feet hurt. It's when Song 2 ([link] - you have not lived if you don't know this song.) came on and everyone was jumping on everyone else that I realised how stupid I was to wear flip-flops. But they were so green...Okay, basically the point of this journal is to force you into a life of Blur. It's easy. Even if you don't like the song Coffee & TV (HOW????), the video is just too cute! Who doesn't love milk cartons going out into the big bad world?

Essentially, summer has mushed my brain and led me to a life of gardening. So all I can say is Blur. Blur with me here.

xxx

WE LOVE YOU GRAHAM, GRAHAM WE DO!

Now you know why these new laws about not discriminating against the elderly are stupid? Because I for one have an elderly being in my house and, if they were youthful and full of vitality they would be able to do their job, and also would not be such an eyesore. And thus, I ACCURSE MY STUPID COMPUTER!!! It is an official OAP. You know those things you sometimes see in museums with the MASSIVE backsides, chug chug chugging away? Yup, that belongs to me.

I know I've said it many times to various beings including my cat and the computer itself (don't feel sorry for it - it's EVIL), but that doesn't detract from the fact that it. Is. Useless. It doesn't even have Bluetooth. When it was born, Bluetooth did not exist. It's the sort of computer that says 'back in my day...warble warble....and so that's how we won the war.' Although I really don't think it has the energy to fight anything - it chugs huffily and painedly at me every time I ask it to open the internet. If it's a good day and the internet has decided to work...but that's a rant for another day.

Right. There. Boration over. For now.
xxx

Well hellOOO. Greeting scalliwags.

Do you see all those submissions back there? Yes? All in one sitting. Very impressive, non? At least, I think so. Especially when interspersed with frantic Geography photocopying.

But enough of the mundane things of boredom.

Wait, take a moment to rave to Led Zeppelin with me...

Alrighty, now that's done, time for OREOS!!! All of my dear matey-pates will know exactly what's going on here. But for the deprived, explanation is due. Now there is a DELIGHTFUL P.E. teacher at the school of mine. Let's call her Prudence, just because I feel like it. Well, dear old (she's not actually old, but that is beside the point) Prudence brought a box of Oreos for her tennis team members for post-match refreshments. She left them there, on the table of life, just sitting away. But when she returns, what does she see but the Oreos are ALL GONE!!!! AAAHH!!!

So Prudence goes MENTAL CRAZY FANDANGO INSANIO, and gives us a spitting rant. My favourite moment was when she said,

'My opinion of this year has turned around 360 DEGREES!!!' So you're back where you started then, Prudence?

Then she said she was going to tell the High Mistress about it. I can see it now.

High Mistress: *sitting in chair writing references for university applicants*

Prudence: THEY STOLE MY OREOS!!!!!!

High Mistress: *Wipes spit off work* Pardon?

Prudence: OREOS!!!!!

High Mistress: 'Emily is an excellent stealer of Oreos - CROSS OUT CROSS OUT'. Yes, I completely understand. What an injustice you have suffered.

And so on, but more amusing.

Tee hee.

xxx