I'm half-way through a long and lovely post, but I have to dash off for a slice of real life before I can finish it. It's Friday night in Hobart, no time for blogging.
So here is a *really* quick story.
Once I went on a blind date with a guy who only had one eye.
True. Blind date indeed!
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it's the old story - will he? won't he? and what will she do in the meantime, to get ready if he does, and to keep herself occupied if he doesn't.
NaBloPoMo Scavenger Hunt. Where I collect interesting items from the blogs I visit in November.
- 1. Wolf Spider
- 2. Hot Spiced Sangria
- 3. Shower curtain
- 4. Hedgerow
- 5. Cosplay
- 6. Icelandic sheep
- 7. Petrified alligator foot
- 8. Wedding vows
- 9. Skipping rope
- 10. Mr. Mc Grumpypants
- 11. Calf poop
- 12. Fuchsia feather boa
- 13. Seychelles
- 14 Cork flooring
- 15. Speeding ticket
- 16. A happy postman
- 17. Snow globe Christmas Ornament
- 18. Paneer Achari
- 19. Two chinchillas
- 20. Litter box
- 21. 1812 Overture
- 22. The funny uncle
- 23. High school sweetheart
- 24. Scambaiting
- 25. Hollywood foreheads
- 26. Don Quixote
- 27. Caterpillars
- 28. Te-maki
- 29. Spieluttering
- 30. Blog bling
About Me
- Nerevised
- About 3 years ago I met a lovely New Zealand boy in an Auckland bar one night, and one thing led to another, as it does when a footloose, fancy free person is out of their own country. Nothing original in that. What made it interesting was that this Kiwi and I stayed in touch. A few emails led to a hot and heavy phone affair, which led to another visit to New Zealand by me. There will be more details of this saga to come later, but for now it is enough to say that things went drastically pear-shaped during this trip, and that was the end of the affair. Or so I thought. This Kiwi is one tenacious caller, and despite my repeated attempts to sever the ties, he never let me. We have been in touch, on and off, ever since. He has had at least 3 serious girlfriends since me, but they have all failed. The lastest relationship is also dodgy, and now he seems to be entertaining the idea of exploring the length and breadth of our indefinable relationship once and for all. This blog is a bit about the continuing story (and occasional historic flashbacks) of what happens now in my life, with or without him.
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5 comments:
Dear Ms. Kiwi Countdown - cute blog! You have been tagged for the 7 random things meme. You list 7 random things about yourself, link to my post and then name 7 other lucky people to carry on. Have fun!
I once had a date from hell with a guy who was half Satan.
Like a Cyclops? He only had one eye? Like it was missing or something? Or he couldn't see out of one eye? Cause the first one would be weird.
Did he wear a patch? Or did he have a glass eye?
Kind of creepy either way.
He had one normal eye and one sunken socket. I wouldn't have minded a glass eye, probably even a patch would be bearable, but a sunken socket? Ew.
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