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So, is reading actually more important than living? It's so hard to tell.
About Me
- Penthe
- I live in the heart of the nation and do a lot of filing. The husband and the son like to read a lot. So do I.
Links
- Ampersand Duck
- Armagnac'd
- Blue Milk
- Books I love
- Charlotte's Library
- Eglantine's Cake
- Enough Rope
- Humanities Researcher
- I think I have a recipe for that
- Light Reading
- Mim's Muddle
- Misrule
- Pea Soup
- Progressive Dinner Party
- Ramping It Up
- still life with cat
- Stories are light
- Terrible Palsy
- The Bones Remember Everything
- Third Cat
- WoLFi Tales
Blog Archive
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- The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe - finally
- The Explosionist
- Hum - honesty is the best policy?
- Puppet v puppet master
- Lifeline saves our sanity
- Sunrise
- Nothing to do and nothing to say
- What did I do in a past life?
- Pleasures of the private life
- Pleasures of the public service
- Driving
- We went out and we had fun.
- Canberra Day
- When the feeling of being a complete and utter fra...
- Poetry
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6 comments:
Yikes!
Gosh.
I can't decide if that's desperation or genius. or both?
you have some very strange friends.
I'm with myrope. I think I don't get it. But I think I do. I'm sort of almost inclined to get that youtube dance. You know, just to see. Though possibly it's blocked here anyway.
There used to be a guy at the station who claimed to be busking, but was actually begging. Or maybe it was just that the commuters used to beg him to stop stop stop. Is this the online version of that?
At the station too there was a coke vending machine that gave you a can of lemonade and a handful of cash whenever you pushed the button. Funny thing was, everyone queued, took their drink and their money and walked away. Took their turn and moved on. No unseemly greed or shoving.
Not sure why the link in my head, but there it is.
LOL! I think he's bored, enterprising, and has a sense of humour.
Kerry
Yes, bored and enterprising. That's probably it. The freelancer's lament.
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