Welcome back to the land of the living...
Yeah, it's been thirteen weeks. Oops?
Well, it was my birthday today, which makes me seventeen- a prime number and the sum of the first four primes. I feel strangely old. We went out for sushi, which was great, but it was slightly spoiled by my dad getting involved in some roadrage on the way back. Still not entirely sure what happened, but he practically sat on the horn for five minutes (after, uh, locking all the doors). I think he'd cut someone up.
One present I got was a book called Great Lies To Tell Small Kids- things like "This square has an extra fifth side which you will only see if you stare at it for a very very long time." Wish I had little people to try it out on...I also got the usual bath stuff and chocolates and so on, as well as a bigger memory card so I can use my phone as an MP3 player (no matter what anyone tells you, you can't realistically have an MP3 player with only 30MB of space).
Ginger never replied to my last poem- I wonder if that means what I hope it means. Probably not.
Well, it was my birthday today, which makes me seventeen- a prime number and the sum of the first four primes. I feel strangely old. We went out for sushi, which was great, but it was slightly spoiled by my dad getting involved in some roadrage on the way back. Still not entirely sure what happened, but he practically sat on the horn for five minutes (after, uh, locking all the doors). I think he'd cut someone up.
One present I got was a book called Great Lies To Tell Small Kids- things like "This square has an extra fifth side which you will only see if you stare at it for a very very long time." Wish I had little people to try it out on...I also got the usual bath stuff and chocolates and so on, as well as a bigger memory card so I can use my phone as an MP3 player (no matter what anyone tells you, you can't realistically have an MP3 player with only 30MB of space).
Ginger never replied to my last poem- I wonder if that means what I hope it means. Probably not.