So, I have decided to go the blog route for sheer lack of anything else to do.
Having read over mimi smartypants, I am a little scared. Ah well, God hates a coward and my readership is likely to be small. Plus anyone reading can turn me off and no loss if this sucks. Budgies.
This has to be a marginally better way of spending my time than playing games off Facebook. I also get the marvellous illusion of having an audience, and I've always liked audiences. Not in the tap-dancing in front of sense, rather the "I-can-hide-behind-a-lectern-or-overhead-projector-occasionally" sense. Besides, I only have one bra up to tap-dancing, and it's the mammary equivalent of nanna-knickers, so no thanks.
Mammary? Mammarian? Answers on postcards, please.
I go through phases with internet usage. Last time it was b3ta and their question of the week, alternating with Fun Trivia (which I still play around in). This time it's twitter, which led insidiously to myspace and Facebook. (Yes, the twitter link is direct to me....)
Tweet tweet! Tweet tweet!
Thence to blogging. I'll get bored soon.
In the meantime, I had better go off and do more than my twenty minutes of housework today since twelve children are descending at the weekend and the house is, ahem, a MESS. Those who know me are unsurprised, although lately I haven't been that bad, because I really can't stand it.
Offly glad to not be involved in night shifts for this week.
