Ding dong mmkay
Because it is my first time being tagged, and because it's Rachel, I'll do it now before I realise it's a rotten old racket that should be slain (by Chicken Yoghurt).
Rabbit Strike's Best Seven Stuff Of 2006 Things
1) Having a proper actual foreeen holiday for the first time in years and years.
2) That counts twice cos it was also a dead fantastic holiday.
3) Getting a nice magaziney gig and a radio gig to make up for two lost.
4) Getting finagled into doing some of a book. (It will be a good thing once I finish fretting about it.)
5) Staying actual proper friends with an ex.
6) Smashing birthday with lots of drinking and silliness.
7) Um... people, who are great. And dog.
That was actually a bit of a struggle, shamefully. I want to make a list of 14 horrible or crapulent or generally a bit lame things about this year now (why isn't Torchwood better? Why? It deserves a list of its own - and I'm afraid I shall watch the much-puffed finale but that's only because I am a glutton for punishment, and for John Barrowman) but! that's not the spirit. I am looking forward to the new year. Without too much of that glutinous optimism that never bears fruit, or if it does it's kind of bashed leaky fruit that you wouldn't really want unless you were making jam.
Yes! I should say something about the lovely warm response to my witterings here which were catapulted into some sort of blogospheric attention when I used them for good and not for annoying self-centredness, but that might be annoyingly self-centred. Oh well. Call that number 8) just to bugger things up.
Now I suppose I'm obliged to inflict this on seven others, but I'll buck the trend by only bothering Paul, Abby, Salvadore and JonnyB.
Perhaps it's easier to make a list of Seven Things That Were Good By Default.
1) Not having an actual flea infestation after all. Just a few fleas. Which have fled.
2) Not despising short hair too much and managing to disguise badness of pre-short hair with sexy hat.
3) Boiler not breaking touch wood touch wood and then thermostat also.
4) Not getting arrested in Parliament Square or anywhere else for that matter.
5) Only having to file one small claim.
6) Being ill or germy only very infrequently and not for long.
7) Only getting one Christmas present that I already had and being able to go "Gah! I already have this" and for present-giver to go "Gah! I knew that would happen" and all to roll eyes and giggle and so none of that awkwardness when you get something you've already got.
That's better.
It's lovely to look at your blog after Christmas and find what people have been typing into search engines to happen upon you. I've had 'over 50 nude women', 'pot sexy russian woman', and my personal favourite to date, 'picture of a one spot fox faced rabbit fish'.
If I'd thought about it I could have written up The Poo Bag Saga, which might have been the new Bathmatwatch, but that is for another day when I haven't got mad post-Christmas crazywork to do. Alas.
Kissy.
Rabbit Strike's Best Seven Stuff Of 2006 Things
1) Having a proper actual foreeen holiday for the first time in years and years.
2) That counts twice cos it was also a dead fantastic holiday.
3) Getting a nice magaziney gig and a radio gig to make up for two lost.
4) Getting finagled into doing some of a book. (It will be a good thing once I finish fretting about it.)
5) Staying actual proper friends with an ex.
6) Smashing birthday with lots of drinking and silliness.
7) Um... people, who are great. And dog.
That was actually a bit of a struggle, shamefully. I want to make a list of 14 horrible or crapulent or generally a bit lame things about this year now (why isn't Torchwood better? Why? It deserves a list of its own - and I'm afraid I shall watch the much-puffed finale but that's only because I am a glutton for punishment, and for John Barrowman) but! that's not the spirit. I am looking forward to the new year. Without too much of that glutinous optimism that never bears fruit, or if it does it's kind of bashed leaky fruit that you wouldn't really want unless you were making jam.
Yes! I should say something about the lovely warm response to my witterings here which were catapulted into some sort of blogospheric attention when I used them for good and not for annoying self-centredness, but that might be annoyingly self-centred. Oh well. Call that number 8) just to bugger things up.
Now I suppose I'm obliged to inflict this on seven others, but I'll buck the trend by only bothering Paul, Abby, Salvadore and JonnyB.
Perhaps it's easier to make a list of Seven Things That Were Good By Default.
1) Not having an actual flea infestation after all. Just a few fleas. Which have fled.
2) Not despising short hair too much and managing to disguise badness of pre-short hair with sexy hat.
3) Boiler not breaking touch wood touch wood and then thermostat also.
4) Not getting arrested in Parliament Square or anywhere else for that matter.
5) Only having to file one small claim.
6) Being ill or germy only very infrequently and not for long.
7) Only getting one Christmas present that I already had and being able to go "Gah! I already have this" and for present-giver to go "Gah! I knew that would happen" and all to roll eyes and giggle and so none of that awkwardness when you get something you've already got.
That's better.
It's lovely to look at your blog after Christmas and find what people have been typing into search engines to happen upon you. I've had 'over 50 nude women', 'pot sexy russian woman', and my personal favourite to date, 'picture of a one spot fox faced rabbit fish'.
If I'd thought about it I could have written up The Poo Bag Saga, which might have been the new Bathmatwatch, but that is for another day when I haven't got mad post-Christmas crazywork to do. Alas.
Kissy.
Labels: bad telly, beast, bloggity bloggage, fuck you pay me, nothing to see here, poo, tripe
posted by rabbit strike at 10:03 am
2 Comments:
Oh... er.. blimey... well, I traditionally don't really 'do' tags, but I worry that's a bit rude, so I will say that I bought some great ham off Len the Fish in the Village Pub just before Christmas when I was a bit drunk. It truly was terrific ham. So there's a good thing for 2006.
That'll do, pig.
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