Baby, hit me one more time
posted by Autumn at 9.5.06
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Educate yo'selfs on some jog-raphy, and stop asking such stupid questions.
About Me
- Name: Autumn
- Location: Edinburgh, Scotland, United Kingdom
Look, I'd like to tell you more about myself, but I really hate these kinds of things. It seems really conceited if I go on about myself in anyway -- obviously loathed to do it. But then I think, "Maybe someone gives a shit."
Walt Whitman wrote in Leaves of Grass: "Do I contradict myself? Fine, I contract myself. I'm large and I contain multitudes." I always thought that Walt wasn't the only one. And anyway, if you want to know more about me, read the blogs.
- Hey, there are LOADS of cool things further down the page! Just scroll down.
Would you move thousands of miles away from everyone and everything that you knew and held dear to be with the one you loved? Man... that was a STUPID thing I did.
Links
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- My moblog
- Internet Movie Database
- Jets Volleyball Club
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- The Hunger Site
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- The Guardian
British-to-American dictionary
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Scupper to prevent; to ruin
He was hoping to go to see the football this weekend, but his plans were scuppered when his wife said he had to look after the children.
Suss to figure out She soon sussed out who was the boss in that relationship.
Moreish so good that it makes you want more Mmm, those cookies are certainly moreish -- I'll have another.
Stablisers training wheels I think I'll put the stablisers back on her bike, as she completely fell over when she tried to ride today.
Jakey a bum, a whino; a person who prefers to spend their day getting drunk His mum's a big jakey -- I saw her with a bottle of Buckie in Hunter's Square this morning.
Seedy a "pre-sick" feeling; the run-down feeling you have before you really get hit with sickness Ugh, I'm feeling a bit seedy today, my throat hurts. I just know I'm going to get this cold that's going around.
Bolshie pushy She's really bolshie when she wants to get her way.
Scooby clue, idea (Cockney rhyme: Scooby Doo = clue) And when he got to the parallel parking bit of his driving test, he didn't have a scooby.
Munter an ugly woman Man, I can't believe he's dating that munter!
Mocket dirty I'm right mocket after clearing up that dirty cellar.
Spitting drizzling, sprinkling; light rain Bring the clothes in off the line. It might be spitting now, but it's gonna get worse.
Yappashite a person who talks too much; a person who talks junk all the time That boy, what a yappashite. Talk, talk, talk.
Haar fog; sea mist particular to the east coast of Scotland You can barely see outside for all the haar.
Lead (1) an extension cord Move that CD player over there... and pick up the lead so it doesn't drag.; (2) a pet's leash You'll need to put Rex on the lead if you're takin' him a walk.
Ken (1) to know or understand You cannae ken this game. (2)int. you know He's a total boozer, so he could never work here, ken?
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- It's Friday and I'm ready to swing
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6 Comments:
You're going to have to want to have a child for the experience to be meaningful from the beginning. If you still have doubts, don't plan for one until you're sure. Some women are born to be mothers, others are dragged into it kicking and screaming. Something occurs within you that takes over all logic--you'll either love or hate the experience. It depends on you and what you are willing to do for yourself and the child. I know you'll be a good mother, but you have to know that yourself. Talk it over with Math.
I think the Boy is trying to avoid any discussion of bebbies. I think he thinks he's too young!
ahhh... how vulnerable you are with us, your blogging audience. i love it.
i wonder if you would feel the pull a bit more strongly if you didn't have your dogs...
you're already a mamma, so to speak, so you're doing it. you're in a version of the picture. i wonder if that's twisted things a bit for your heart. what do you think?
I'm not sure what you mean. The dogs definitely help to hold the whole thing off. (I mean, Boy said that he didn't want to do anything like that until the dogs were gone. He's joking. Maybe.) And teaching as well. That's maybe the reason why I haven't done it. I mean, one day, crazy Trondell could be my child.
Wasn't he the one that asked you to keep the option open, when you adamently said no chiren?!?
It was more like a reminder not to be so narrow-minded. But I don't think he can imagine himself being a dad.
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