Adding up the little pieces
Hmmmm. My gossip instinct has been intruiged. Now this post will become ever more obscure as I go - not mentioning any names or places, you see - but stick with me!
So you know how you dont really think of something until a small extra bit of information goes click and brings with it a lot of other pieces. Kinda like when you solves crosswords and one word helps you fill in all the rest. Well, something of that kind has happened this evening, except that I dont know if the answer is right or not. Thus every deduction I have made from that one bit of dropped word could be wrong. I think not, but it could be.
Anyhoo, it has made me think about someone in a whole new way, so I shall be examining their words most carefully in the coming weeks. I'm useless at subtle interrogation, so I wont bother with that. I'm not subtle, end of, really. In the words of Rolf Harris, can you tell what it is yet?
Enough of this, I can tell I'm rambling already. So on with some news. My plans for this weekend have changed slightly, since now I shall not be dog-sitting and getting leg-shagged. Last minute change of plans since one of said dogs is in season, and I cant cope with mutts on the blob. So true. Instead, I shall be in Brighton as per usual and will see what I can get up to. Possibly nothing rude, owing to the +1 in with P at the moment (great shame), but I'm sure something will turn up!
Right, back to reading everyone else's blog. I'm really being incoherent of late. Will have to read some Joyce and get back my lucid style.
Toodles, bloggardes!
So you know how you dont really think of something until a small extra bit of information goes click and brings with it a lot of other pieces. Kinda like when you solves crosswords and one word helps you fill in all the rest. Well, something of that kind has happened this evening, except that I dont know if the answer is right or not. Thus every deduction I have made from that one bit of dropped word could be wrong. I think not, but it could be.
Anyhoo, it has made me think about someone in a whole new way, so I shall be examining their words most carefully in the coming weeks. I'm useless at subtle interrogation, so I wont bother with that. I'm not subtle, end of, really. In the words of Rolf Harris, can you tell what it is yet?
Enough of this, I can tell I'm rambling already. So on with some news. My plans for this weekend have changed slightly, since now I shall not be dog-sitting and getting leg-shagged. Last minute change of plans since one of said dogs is in season, and I cant cope with mutts on the blob. So true. Instead, I shall be in Brighton as per usual and will see what I can get up to. Possibly nothing rude, owing to the +1 in with P at the moment (great shame), but I'm sure something will turn up!
Right, back to reading everyone else's blog. I'm really being incoherent of late. Will have to read some Joyce and get back my lucid style.
Toodles, bloggardes!
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