Hmmm.

Hard work is difficult to start.
I woke up early today and did some reading.
Then some internet.
It's now 10:18.
I've decided to type up some more book titles and tidy a bit before I do any work.
First I MUST send Alex those swirls.
That's sent.

Right, a few days ago I decided that I should go through my drafts in my phone, type them up and explain them.
It'll be a place for me to remember them in more detail and I can then delete them out of my phone.
They might also be fairly interesting and or amusing if only for me.

The first is "Bag of ferrets fighting"
This is in reference to Guiders, you know, the huge ones with kankles.
When they walk their bums look like a "bag of ferrets fighting", an apt description I heard in a guiding story over a year ago and loved so much I drafted it.

The second is merely the word "Cremaster", the name of a piece of art I read about but also the technical term for the muscle that controls the lowering and raising of the testicles.

The third - "Michael James Vandergoot 4th".
Steph went out with the 3rd I think, she was telling of how scared she would be to hypothetically spawn a child with the name.

Fourth is a name and website, "Johnhinde.com voodoo dolls".
When I was on Outward Bound over the summer we visited Pooley Bridge on our day out.
In the post officey shop they had some of these voodoo doll on sale.
They were quite cool so I decided to keep a note of them and look into them when I got home.
8 months later... I cannot seem to access his website.
:(

Fifth - "Gramoto; greek f word x" Bojan's word of wisdom.
Need I explain further.

Sixth - "How you spent that dash"
This was the poem that was read to us on the last night at OBU after we had spent 3 weeks together learning and developing having good and bad and generally knackering times.

I read of a man who stood to speak,
At the funeral of a friend,
He referred to the dates on his tombstone,
From the beginning … to the end.
He noted that first came his date of birth,
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all,
Was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time,
That he spent alive on earth,
And now only those who loved him,
Know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own;
The cars… the house.. The cash,
What matters is how we live and love,
And how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard,
Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough,
To consider what’s true and real,
And always try to understand,
The way other people feel,
And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more,
And love the people in our lives,
Like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile,
Remembering that this special dash,
Might only last a little while.
So, when you eulogy’s being read,
With your life’s actions to rehash,
Would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent your dash?

Copyrighted 1998 by Linda Ellis

It's lovely isn't it?

Seventh - "We are looping sequences of chemical conversions, acting ourselves converted. We are twists of genes acting ourselves twisted; we are wicks of burning neuroses acting ourselves wicked. And nothing to be done about it." This is from the sequel to Wicked, Son of a Witch. I liked it. It just seemed sort of poetic.

Eighth - "Esser. We can work this out. You got me in a headlock"
I can only imagine that this is a band I saw. I liked their song.

Ninth - "Geek pact. Harry Potter"
I wrote about this the other day, it's from our day at the Sage

Tenth - "Skins you like a cucumber"
This is from one of those moments when you seriously question society.
I was walking across the yard to the sixth form block and a child was dribbling a tennis ball nearby, just before he pelted it to his friend I heard him mutter this.
Odd indeed.

Eleventh - "Van Gough chopped his knob off"
I've already blogged about this too.

Twelfth - "Time flies when you've got your head in someone's crotch"
Daniel and Coxy hilarity.

Thirteenth - "Peter Pan fluffy in the mouth. Mashed potato"
You know those moments when you say something and then instantly regret it because what you said was absolute gibberish. Poor Daniel will regret saying "Peter Pan fluffy in the mouth" for a very long time. I do believe it is a fair few years since he first said it. Oh dear.

Fourteenth - Omnomnom. Against a wall?"
Despite this being the most recent I have very little idea what it refers to.
I know the first bit is the Grand National. The second is anybody's guess.

That's it.
For the rest of the day I plan to get work done so there will be little to blog about.

Hmmm.

Bye then, till tomorrow.