'My Corduroyed Life' - Mark A's Journal

21st October, 2003. 12:45 pm. Named Inanimate Objects

I have lots...

The post idea that's been doing the rounds on my friends blogs (that of whether or not you have named your PC) got me thinking. I do name a hell of a lot of inanimate objects. The majority of my named inanimate objects are named after the person who gave them to me, but some are just me being daft/ childish. In the following lists, the ones with a * are named after the wonderful friend who gave me that item as a present.

Named Inanimate Objects At Home
Doris the car
Boris the PC
Frobisher the Furby
Helen the giant green rabbit candle*
Tom the miniature ceramic Chinese cat*
Ben the inflatable skeleton that has a puncture*
Daisy the Cow pajama case
Bernard the singing Macarena monkey
Mum the wicker squirrel*
Mum the Ninja hamster* (she really dislikes the fact that it's called that)

Named Inanimate Objects At Work
Fang the staple remover
Boris the fan
Petunia the PC (just named her now: don't want her to feel left out)
Emily the purple alien kinder egg toy*
Farhat the miniature Fuzzi teddy bear*
Rita the cactus* (although this is a living thing, it does not move)
Norbert the cuddly dragon with corduroy tummy (I can hear Fluff's screams of jealousy now)
Harold the robotic dog
Clefairy the cuddly Clefairy (from pokemon)
Groucho, Happo, and Campo the three fuzzy bugs (and Campo's pet pig called Piggy)

I don't know what's more worrying about this post: the fact that it's another list on my blog (I could do a big list of my lists to prove I do to many lists ), or the fact that I have so many named inanimate objects.

Have fun,

M

Current mood: Mmmkay.
Current music: Can't Get You Out Of My Head by Kylie.

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21st October, 2003. 12:58 pm. Winter

I really do not enjoy it...

This is a Mark A winge blog: there's nothing positive, just me moaning. Be aware of this before you read on.

It's now Winter. I really, really hate winter. Of all the 101 Things I Hate, Winter is one of the ones I hate the most. Seems to me that English seasons are as follows: 1 1/2 months of Spring, 3 months of Summer (Yay!), 1 1/2 months of Autumn, and then 6 months of Winter. Winter is the time that makes me go into my shell and hate where I live and hate having to endure all the bad stuff that comes along with Winter.

There are so many things about Winter that make me hate it: so much unpleasantness to endure. Things I particularly loathe are the cold (I really, really hate the cold: I'd rather be hungry than cold), dangerous pavements and roads (simply walking somewhere becomes a dangerous and arduous task in Winter!), having to de-ice/ scrape your car every morning (that and the fact more people drive in winter can add up to 50% to your journey time), having to choose between good hair and cold head or crap hair; daft wooly hat and warm head, the cost of heating, people like me whining about the cold (it really is very irritating to hear someone else do it), the noise that the wind makes when you're trying to get to sleep, and the major irritations that are scallies setting off fireworks; carol singers; trick or treaters and penny for the effing guy.

Winter = BAD.

Have fun (even though it's bloody Winter),

M

Current mood: Mmmkay/ Whiney.
Current music: Thinking about Winter has got bloody Xmas Carols in my head!.

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21st October, 2003. 3:41 pm. The Gay Test

This amused me lots...

I discovered this amusing test when Sean (http://www.blurty.com/users/downfall838) suggested I take another test. However, I prefer this one to the one suggested by him: this one actually made me laugh.

Find out if you are gay, bi, or str8.

BTW... It is tongue in cheek.

Have fun,

M

Current mood: Mmmkay.
Current music: It's Raining Men by The Weathergirls.

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