Eighty Four

Ta Da!

Eighty Three

I wrote the following limerick on Sunday:



I really really like to bake.
It's good therapy for heartache.
It's easy and cheap,
And it may not be deep,
But afterwards, you can have cake!

Today I made a video of sorts for that limerick (Which was the messiest thing I've done in ages...) so I'm counting that as my thing for today. That, and the emotional rollercoaster that is me trying to upload a video on to any video site...

Here goes...




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Eighty Two

We were supposed to be making videos for this weekend. Unfortunately I'm having minor technical difficulties.





I'm forced to create words like 'Bamera'
Or even weirder ones like 'Zamera'
As I need to excuse
Lack of video use.
I'm sorry! I've broken my camera.




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Eighty One

I had my friend round my house for Dominos yesterday. We occasionally end up at one another's house watching rubbish and eating rubbish. Yesterday's visual rubbish was '16 and Pregnant' on MTV - have you SEEN it?! It's great! The eaten rubbish was, as previously mentiond, pizza. I had a bit of dissertation-induced cabin fever before we had our pizza time as I hadn't left the house in 5 days and had even managed to sustain a genuine Typing Related Injury. So naturally, when I gave myself a bit of time off, my feelings came out a bit strong.



Oh Domino's Pizza I do
Really really and truly love you.
Maybe that's bad.
My arteries are sad.
But I guess they must just muddle through.




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Eighty

I was walking back from the shops this evening juggling some milk and some bread and the largest umberella known to man and there was a car in my way. On the path. It was some kind of posh make - I made a mental note of exactly what kind, but it wouldn't rhyme with anything so I dismissed it. Anyway, there was a car on the path. And I was in a mood. And it was raining. All of these factors together = Limerick. Damn Straight. I bet the posh car driver regrets it all now...


You do have a very nice car.
And I bet people think you're a star.
But it's just not a laugh
Parking on all the path.
Guess what? You're not some kind of Czar.




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Seventy Nine

Double special again. I'm quite tired and I can't really be bothered to make an excuse for my laziness, so we'll just call it that. Laziness.

I've been thinking about a chocolate bar I really want all day. I even looked it up on Wikipedia to find out if it was still aorund so I wouldn't get my hopes up about having one if they didn't make it anymore. I couldn't tell. So the natural progression of chocolate research is to go from Wikipedia to Limerick. Blatently.


I wanted something for my lunch,
But I have a quite worrying hunch,
That they make it no more,
Is anyone sure?
What became of the Nestle bar, 'Crunch'?

Seventy Eight

Possibly my favourite of the 100 Days projects (If I had to pick an absolute favourite) is '100 Days of Lists From My Life' by Elise. Every day she makes a list, and I like reading them. it's just that simple.

So today I decided to make a list as it's homage week. I've been sitting at my computer for two days straight as I'm trying to get as much of my dissertation witten as possible in this week, so I decided to use the list-making to make me feel like I'd managed to get SOMETHING done. Although, looking at the list, there is probably a chance I could have been a tad more focussed.

This is everything I've achieved today

However, I'm quite excited because I can also add 'learnt how to include a link in a blog post' and 'learnt how to include a picture in a blog post'. Neither of which were things I could do before.

See?! 78 days in and I'm STILL learning.




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