Toadfish Monastery

Quote from: Sibling Qwertyuiopasd on September 04, 2007, 08:37:58 PM
hmm, first day of school wasn't so bad.

It's a trick! Run away now!

They give you a small book to read about a boy, a girl and their pet dog. "Not too bad", you think.  But they're hiding thousands more books in the cupboard that came from, and they get harder, and harder. Run away!

Machine-gunning seals on my hill.

Wasn't it about a little pet goat?

Dealing with T-SQL queries on my hill.

select joketext from jokes
where subject='chicken'
and object='road'
order by stupidity

Waiting for results on my hill.

Redirecting strange information about a chicken, addressed to wrong hill, on My Hill. Including some spent printer cartridges for good measure.

Listening to the Katamari Damacy soundtrack on my hill.

it's quite soothing/epileptic.

and YES that sentence makes sense.

March of the new machines continues on My Hill.

I love Katamari Damacy. Best. Game. EVAR.

I have recently returned to my Hill from a nearby Starbucks hill, where I started today. I am pleased. My hill, is unfortunately in need of mowing.

I hate mowing my hill. it's so.... bleargh. I don't want a yard. I'd rather live in entirely building, or have it be foresty.

Or be so gorramn rich I can buy myself a robot to do it for me

I hope my hill reference counted on my hill

Stomach churning following violent migraine stops sleep on My Hill.

Aww, poor Griffin.

Hope you feel better!

My Hill is also clear of smoke for today. We have two wild fires up in the mountains, and the smoke was all over the place this morning. I am hoping there will be more smoke so I can avoiding mowing tomorrow.

Sending healing karma your way Watson.... I hate those migranes.

just chatting with peoples on my hill...

(anyone know if Greece is still on fire?)

karma has arrived on My Hill although much sleeping is now needed, but hopefully not during the final part of Last Night of the Proms

Last Night of the Proms observed on My Hill; of course, we have to sing Land of Hope and Glory louder every year to convince ourselves.

Making bread cake on my hill 

Feeling existential on my hill.

but maybe it's just the coldplay.