wow-another one of those 'most boring days of my life'-we had a prayer meeting and that was really boring. I didn't think it could be at all possible to be any more sick of religion than i already am. Grrrrrr. and i have to go through it all again on monday. Grrr. Why does religion have to based [well this one] on long and boring rituals and making gods happy etc etc etc.

yayaya! we won netball! 24-11. Mind you i feel bad about feeling good. The other team were 2 players down until the second half and they had never played together as a team before last night. But we still won-it's now our second game that we've won by actually playing.

note to everyone who may take offense-i don't mean to offend anyone by putting this link on my site. I am far from being a christian or a member of any sort of organised religion.

http://christ-in-sense.blogspot.com/

I found it made some interesting reading.

hey all,

check out some of the art by this guy-they-re pretty interesting. Especially when you look at how some of the early stuff started and compare it with the sort of stuff he is doing now.

www.thornborrow.blogspot.com

~.~

Saddam Hussein was sitting down wondering ...


Saddam Hussein was sitting down wondering who to bomb next, when his phone rang.
"Hello," the voice said. "This is Paddy at the Harp Pub in Ireland, I am ringing you to say me and a couple of me mates are declaring war on you!"
"Well Paddy," replied Saddam, "how big is your army"
"Well lets see there's me, my brother sean, my next door neighbour seamus and the local dart team."
"Ahh" said Saddam. "I must tell you that you are against 1 million men, 16000 tanks and 14000 armoured personnel carriers."
Paddy then hung up....The next day, sure enough, Paddy rung again, "The war is still on Mr. Hussein." Paddy said. "We now have some infantry and equipment."
"What would that be" Saddam asked.
"Well we have 2 combines, a bulldozer, and Father Murpheys Grey Fergy tractor," Paddy replied.
Saddam sighed "Paddy may I tell you that my army has increased to 2 million men since we last spoke."
"I'll get back to ya," Paddy said. Sure enough Paddy rang again, "Right Mr. Hussein, we've modified our two seater Harrigans ultra light plane with a gattling gun, and four boys from the Shamrock Pub have joined us."
Saddam cleared his throat lay back on his chair and said, "Paddy... I have 10000 bombers, 20000 fighter planes, and I am surrounded by surface to air lazer guided missles, and my army has incresed to 2 and a half million men since yesterday."
"Oh" said Paddy, "I'll have to ring ya back"
Paddy called again the next day and said "I'm sorry, but the wars been called off."
"I'm sorry to hear that, why the sudden change of heart?" asked Saddam.
"Well after a discussion over a couple of pints we decided there's no way we could feed two and a half million prisoners"

my family is officially driving me insane. If any one knows of anyone in this general area looking for a flat/house mate? let me know. [i found a really cheap place but not sure if i like the area-kings cross] I really can't stand the fact that my every waking move is controlled by what my mother thinks is appropriate, Yeah, fair enough she prpably has some really good insight for why not to do some stuff but damn it i do want a life before she carks it too! one of my own experiences and of my own making. Is that really too much to ask?