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Mar. 21st, 2008 04:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
squeefulfishSomeone is wrong on the internet. And I swear I'm not letting it annoy me. Honest. Going to bed anytime now. Er, that is, making the vital vowel change from on bed to in bed.
So, yeah. Why is it that the only two days of real fast and abstinence are the only two days that I really want a giant burger with all the trimmings, a gallon of booze and some serious nookie? As opposed to fun nookie, or something. Bloody childishness trying to escape. Niamh's for first Communion this year. She was the only one in her class who knew why we celebrate Easter.
I like today. 'Tis the dad's birthday. He's 63 today. Happy birthday daddy! I'm going to bake a cake. I think he deserves it. And feck the abstinence. CAKE!
So, yeah. Why is it that the only two days of real fast and abstinence are the only two days that I really want a giant burger with all the trimmings, a gallon of booze and some serious nookie? As opposed to fun nookie, or something. Bloody childishness trying to escape. Niamh's for first Communion this year. She was the only one in her class who knew why we celebrate Easter.
I like today. 'Tis the dad's birthday. He's 63 today. Happy birthday daddy! I'm going to bake a cake. I think he deserves it. And feck the abstinence. CAKE!
