Tuesday, 29 July 2008

A Proper Miss Smarty-Pants

I thought I was dead clever on Friday morning with the word 'Preserve': so perfectly relevant for the subject matter. I was hung over and originally I couldn't remember the phrase . . . I started off with: 'Beauty counters are no longer the prevalence . . . ', I realised this wasn't quite right and flicked through the dictionary. I thought it was 'reserve' and then of course 'preserve' popped into my head. I looked it up and because I was still so pissed I became overawed by its meaning within the context that I was using it. Dozy cow. Someone slap me . . . or better still . . . give me a puncture . . .

I think I love Kevin Bishop.
Right now, a pigeon is staring at me.

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