Stream of Consciousness

Consider this post, if you will, a physical expression of shaking the detritus out of my head, a la "time to clean out your hand bag… oh god, can’t believe all that crap’s in there etc."

1. Please… a baby doll dress, cute [tiny] shoes AND a black thick woollen winter tea cosy hat?  What were you thinking?
2. I’m now no longer a menace on the road and it only cost me $1100 to make it so.
3. I am continuously at the mercy of well meaning idiots… I would like to reach out to them… with a baseball bat… hard… probably more than once, even.
4. It’s approaching that time of the month… yes, this could be a factor in the baseball bat impulse.
5. Soup night.  Tomato.  How long is the grace period on expired sour cream do you think?  If I’m not twittering tomorrow you’ll know it wasn’t 3 days…
6. My house still smells like last night’s curry.
7. Cooked 3 nights in a row.  It used to be that cooking all week was a record… 3 DAYS?  I need help.
8. Potatoes won’t bugger up tomato soup, they may even save it.
9. Only took my family 5 days to acknowledge my graduation… with the exception of Mum (aww, bless).  I definitely live too far away; either that or my achievements are considered insignificant… I’m opting for the former.
10. I find getting to the root of what someone needs from me next to impossible.  Dee 101.  Need a hug?  Good practice to say "Dee, I need a hug, would you be so kind?" Easy.  Does compute.  Other less direct means may yield mixed results.