[68. Business as usual?]

I thought gold was heavy and had no idea you could make underwear out of it, either. :icon1:What a wonderful institution of pedagogy your blog is, and how I'm enjoying fondling my new thesaurus.

[Spoof!]

This song is performed by Keane and appears on the album Under The Iron Sea (2006).

Needless to say it wasn't Keane's official video, though maybe it should have been.Thanks for the turn on, Trab!

[68. Business as usual?]

From my video store buying group comes this story

I'm most impressed that you are a member of a group that buys video stores! How many do you have?

[Pain and Suffering]

Hahahahahaha!!! *coughs* Sorry, but been there, done that.Exercise is great, but you have to build up to it slowly. Bit by bit. Honestly, If your friend does it regularly, then he should have known better than to put you through that.Cheer up, Maddy. You'll recover soon. And good luck with the exams!CamyPS If the lump on your left arm doesn't go away soon, go and get it looked at.

[Belated Birthday Wishes]

Thank you Jason, you are ... umm ... *coughs*I'm glad to see you're nearly, oh so very nearly smiling. Camywho might or might not be as old as some people think he is.

[Stupid I am.]

Dweeb, am I? ;)Btw, the story I promised turned into 'Bath Time'

[66. Sitting Up Straight.]

*runs screaming from the thread**lurks up a tree watching**snickers then flaps off*

[Cats are a PAIN!]

If a dog trips and falls, he will get up and think nothing of it. A cat will slink away to pout and slowly recover, but ONLY if you've actually seen it make that goof.

True. They get most terribly embarrassed if they're seen doing something silly.

I should mention that the Persian long haired cats seem to be the ones with the most 'love to share', at least, in my experience.

Yeah, but that's because they need the most brushing!

[Sex]

Sex is Great! It's the rest of it that's dubious.Personally, I find it very difficult to sleep with another person in the bed. If they doze off with their arm over my shoulder, I lie there, eyes wide open, afraid to move in case I wake them up ... which is no way to get a good nights sleep. Then there's snoring. It drives me BATTY! Up the fucking wall (excuse my French).M - my bf, has sleep apnia (where you stop breathing). This makes me hysterical. He breathes and then ... will he start again? ... when will he start again? ... he's dead! I know it, I'm in bed with a dead thing ... I should call for help! and then, finally, he breathes again, and I'm thinking: 'you utter bastard, I thought you'd died!' AND this goes on all night!In fiction it's all rather wonderful ... but the reality is a farting, sweaty, morning breathed, bleary eyed bf. I, of course, am perfect. Friendship is far, far more important than sex. But sex is great!Camy

[Cats are a PAIN!]

if it's a choice between an evening with a mutt in front of the TV and a night with a 17 year old who's questioning his sexuality...can I have both?

Hahahahahaha!*coughs*There's one for your Christmas list I love the cats, and wouldn't be without them. The thing is, like any relationship, it takes time. They are intelligent, and singular. You certainly won't win an argument with Cody. If she doesn't want to do something, she won't. And, because she is half siamese, she has her fathers moggy wiles, and her mother's wor'se'name.Having read the above, I should add: please excuse the claptrap. Cats are kewl!Camy

[Trust on-line]

Which one of you is going to do me harm?

Nobody, certainly out of the people I know ... but there are those out there who aren't as genuine: those who inveigle, pretend to be one thing when they are quite another.I like to think I don't know anybody like that - that my friends really are my friends - but then, would I know if I did?Camy

[Sex]

Sex is much like 1001 flavours of ice cream. You can love ice cream but dislike mango and cherry ... so don't eat it ... if you get my drift

[Good Stuff!]

For once wikipedia is right ... until some bastard edits it to insinuate that paradiddling is the way G.Bush's brain functions.Anyway ... looke' 'ere: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ParadiddleAnd if you are really bored you can check out flams, flamdiddles and triplets.

[Good Stuff!]

Oh, goodness me!

[Good Stuff!]

But I like your voice!Rad :)

Thanks Rad! I'm not going to stop. Our band will carry on regardless. But if this other band works, then it'll be really useful as a springboard ... if that makes any kind of sense. Besides, I love playing kit. :)Camy

[Good Stuff!]

Hmm. I suppose (thanks Trab) I could call it 'Camy's a faerie tales', but that's not entirely right. If I was tiny, had gossamer wings, was cutely fluttery, and appeared at the bottom of the garden .... If I drank from an acorn cup and sheltered under mushrooms when it rained .... If I could go 'poof' and vanish, then I'd be a faerie. But I'm not. So I changed it to 'Camy's Thang!!!' Make of that what you will.Oh! I feel a poem (or pom) coming on.Anyway, as far as 'he' is concerned, he wrote this on my behalf. Isn't he smart!'Him' by Camy's 'friend'. I don't wear chapsso neither is he,My doors have handleshe's not a nob, you seeHe's not my 'Junk', my 'Thing'or my 'Mate'.And he certainly isn't'Master Bates'.He's asleep at presentwith a smile on his 'face'He won't comment onknickers frilled with laceHe's rampant at timesbut won't take the nameHe loves who he loveswithout shame or blameHe hates French Lettersand the postman tooBut he knows they're requiredthough they turn him blueHe's calm at timesthough he gets quite wildAnd when he's in the moodhis language isn't mildA misanthrope misogynistwith haughty aspirationwho comes to life regardlessif his chain is yanked - elation!---written on 14th March, 2008 ... or for those others: March 14th, 2008. Hmm ... and just to cover all the bases: 2008, March, 14th. *sighs*

[Want]

You can see your own belly button?

Oh yeah! I have a special room called: 'The Special Room'. It's full of carefully adjusted carnival mirrors. Depending on mood my belly button, or 'butty' as he likes to be known, appears to be different shapes and sizes. *coughs*The room is useful for disproving those stupid spam emails I keep getting, too.

[64. The Ape is Cursed]

The Spewacks were friends of my Grandparents, and that's my claim to having rubbed shoulders with fame. Or rather, they used to - very annoyingly - rub my hair.

[A "want" Response]

[Want]

Thanks y'all, especially for the Nutella, the ELO and the Belly button thing. I tried, Des, but alas it was only the cat that laughed.A 500 word flash in an hour? Me likey.Camy

[To Be or Not to Be...Pissed]

Hey, Jason. You know the picture of you in the beanie? How about one with a huge grin. 'Cause you deserve one, I think.I don't think Des was clear enough: We are all really, really ECSTATIC for you Jason!

[63. Where the Quote came from:]

I'd like to point out that in the UK pants are underwear, and Trousers are what US types refer to as pants.So which is which, here?

[To Be or Not to Be...Pissed]

:hug:I'm really happy for you!Camy

[Cats claws and wounded knee]

OooohYowwwwwwww!Run Away!!!!

[62. Guess this quote?]

You did?