Saturday, 20 December 2008

. . .

Holy smokes people. I'm exhausted.

And bushed.

And pooped.

And did I mention being really really tired?

Yeah.

See, as much as I love the snow (and I do really love the snow), it makes my work so much harder. I mean, really, how can you be stealthy and spy like when everyone can see your footprints?

So I'm zonked.

And brain no worky for maky posts.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Dominic said...

They had "snow machines" in town today.

That's nice, I thought, must be some freezer units that freezes little drops of water into ice and blows them out or something.

Then I got closer and realised they were just foam-making machines that dribbled froth around in such a way that if you looked through half-closed eyes from quite a long way away, might fool you into thinking it looked like snow. For a second or two.

Sigh.

Saturday, December 20, 2008 2:46:00 pm  
Blogger Victoria said...

Um.... it's the thought that counts? ;)

Saturday, December 20, 2008 2:48:00 pm  
Blogger abstractjenn said...

Get some rest, stay in your pj's all day, put your feet up, watch tv, read a book.......just relax!

Sunday, December 21, 2008 7:52:00 am  
Blogger Victoria said...

That sounds like the perfect plan Jenn :)

Sunday, December 21, 2008 10:09:00 am  

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