I made 6 Christmas cards, 45 more to go (Tis the season to be jolly)

This mess is still in my room. I wish I knew Magic. I wish my dad was Dumbledore

TAMMIE LOOKS HOT. (hahahahah)

I don't know what's up with my writing today, it's like so flat. i feel a little dead inside. When i emailed nigel which i do now on a daily basis.(We are married..........in 15 years, we're currently undergoing pre-marital preparation, HAHAHAHAHA RAH)  It's usually very fun and i get a real kick at being mean to him but today i just wasn't feeling IT, You know what i mean? 

  OK slash that i just got really happy. I've gotta feeling, that tonight's gonna be a good night. Yes! Gosh i was getting so scared that i lost IT. Thank goodness gracious mother of holy cow everything is A OK. i just realised what i lost was the flow. Apologies to my readers, i know i was almost forcing "IT" down your oesophagus. I wanted you to know how i feel (in my little spastic way). Now, i know that it was a pathetic and desperate attempt at the impossible.

Oh guess what everybody, i just found my old camera it's only about 5 years old. It is a 3.2 megapixel digital camera which functions with AA batteries. Wow right? Some misguided fools may call it lame but i call it Vintage. I'm so glad Vintage is so in now. Now all the stupid and impulsive things i bought back in primary school can pass off as vintage. Oh yes, they can. Cause i said so.(Why am i explaining myself?) I feel like writing Nigel another email cause i have this new found energy, it's like my creative juice tube was unblocked and now everything is gushing into my brain. i'm surprised i'm not giddy with.....creativity.  But writing him another email would be like spamming him. I am not a spammer, my mom doesn't even allow us to eat luncheon meat.