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Memes found via thebustocrookes  and lips_of_tragedy ...[Unknown site tag]

You Are a Glazed Donut

Okay, you know that you're plain - and you're cool with that. You prefer not to let anything distract from your sweetness. Your appeal is understated yet universal. Everyone dig you. And in a pinch, you'll probably get eaten.

What Donut Are You?

You Were Nice This Year!

You're an uber-perfect person who is on the top of Santa's list. You probably didn't even *think* any naughty thoughts this year. Unless you're a Mormon, you've probably been a little too good. Is that extra candy cane worth being a sweetheart for 365 days straight?

Were You Naughty or Nice This Year?

... and, seeing as I am currently 28, the next one is frightfully accurate!

You Are 27 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

My journal, in cat form

Found via thebustocrookes again - another interesting site.

See my livejournal, scripted with cat pictures!

A few of my favourite pictures...





This must have been another rejected design...



... and, the one I won't be copying after mine...

T-58 - How many transwomen can you fit on a single guest bed?

To begin the morning, I had a call from Steve Parker. He's ok, he was checking my blog and had a few queries about it. Oh, and they've now made him management material at his workplace, but they won't pay him until February... 2008...

Just before the phone rang, Caroline said she had a new knickname for me. To add to Hunney, my own 'Tiny', and of course The Drinker Of Coffee or Big Miss Giggles, she thought of Pusskins... because I apparently show a similar amount of affection to a loving cat!

To almost illustrate this, after lunch, we both cuddled up on the guest single bed in the study, and fell asleep for a good few hours...

... weird how that can sometimes make me totally unawake, but other times wake me up brilliantly, isn't it?

Anyway - as Blur once sung, I'm 'holding out for tomorrow...'