the invisible girl
I guess you shouldn't hope to see me there, huh? I don't know why I'm keeping a
BLOG! I just thought it would be nice to have something to rant to! Message me. (:
Ahhhh, Valentine’s Day is so nice. Do you know how hard it is to find a date when you work in a morgue?
Ohhh, boy. Tumblr suggested three parenting blogs to me. Am I really so motherly? I spend all my time with dead people and vigilantes!
Chickens at Green Meadow Animal Sanctuary, Wolverhampton, with their very own woolly jumpers!
Oh to be a chicken.
(via wednesdaysalice)
Oh! Almost forgot I had this thing, hehe. I suppose I should start blogging, then.
Long night at Bart’s tonight. I’m just getting ready for it, now. I expect no seeing him tonight, I’m sure he’s busy. Oh well. A long, boring night it will be, then.
Answer:
Oooh! Well, let’s see. I remember my mum and daddy very clearly. I remember a very early Christmas morning, I think I was only three or four… okay maybe five? But I was woken up much, much too early in the day and I was very cross and shouting at mum and she scolded me. But it was a good day in the end. It was Christmas, after all!
