Friday, July 15, 2005

Du hast mich gefragt, und ich hab nichts gesagt
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Wouldn't you like to have this as a lecturer?
No, didn't think so.
Notice please, the strategically positioned hand. It has a double purpose, making the subject look as though she is engaged in very serious thought, while actually acting to cover up the onset of "Oh fuck I'm nearly thirty and never got pimples when I was a teenager why the fuck am I getting them now" attack.
Attack of the latent acne. Theres a horror movie if ever I heard one.
Perhaps its indicative of my emotional age, which is about 15, most days. Is that when people get pimples?
Don't ask me, in my experience people get pimples for the first time around their mid-twenties. Normality has never been one of my strong points. I've always been near the extreme of everything, but not enough to be at the extreme. Second tallest at school, third highest score for two scholarships, second youngest in class, not quite second best, but annoyingly close to first.
Second best is not an accusation I would ever throw at myself. Perhaps by now, dear reader you have come across the sheer immensity of my ego, and realise that I do not consider myself second best. Fuck, if anyone considers themselves second best and are happy with that, then they need to come and see me and I'll give them a serious kick in the pants.

Well now I've forgotten what I was going to blog about.

My friend came to see me today, and we were generally being dickheads, as you do, and I managed to get this photo of him.

It looks very much like hes doing something very rude to me.
I can assure you that hes not.
Hes cute though, have a wee perve.

Nice teeth.
I think I may well be For The Bash (tm) for posting pictures of him on my blog.
Who knows, perhaps I can hook him up with some willing young girl.
Any offers?
"Planet Claire, whoring out her friends since January 2004"