tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post4696054651477600804..comments2024-03-09T10:14:49.991+00:00Comments on BarrenAlbion: No looking backMsPrufrockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533722219016814501noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-72697881290993054412007-11-05T15:22:00.000+00:002007-11-05T15:22:00.000+00:00Ha ha! Reminds me of the Tony Soprano who once sai...Ha ha! Reminds me of the Tony Soprano who once said "I'm prostate with grief."Amyesqhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18355075672409217323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-76989184292302960622007-11-01T20:45:00.000+00:002007-11-01T20:45:00.000+00:00LOL! That is hysterical. Your mom and my mom would...LOL! That is hysterical. Your mom and my mom would get along great. Like twins with a secret language.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-4881648417798397162007-10-29T04:57:00.000+00:002007-10-29T04:57:00.000+00:00Umm, well, at least she's colorful? Good for a lau...Umm, well, at least she's colorful? Good for a laugh? Something? I'm glad you can laugh when faced with the crazies, rather than the opposite.tonyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16833358728527455795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-44989480709590344372007-10-28T21:49:00.000+00:002007-10-28T21:49:00.000+00:00Hilarious. But also a wee tad scary...Hilarious. But also a wee tad scary...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-72349382571749645972007-10-28T20:56:00.000+00:002007-10-28T20:56:00.000+00:00cOWs witH SoCKs! AARdvarK!Awesome.cOWs witH SoCKs! AARdvarK!<BR/><BR/>Awesome.rockmamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747273698110082noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-23881795396245272112007-10-28T20:26:00.000+00:002007-10-28T20:26:00.000+00:00Oh, I so needed that laugh today. My mom was alway...Oh, I so needed that laugh today. My mom was always writing emails using copious capitals until I told her what doing that actually meant.Kristihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03792735154830422231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-19355886748525807062007-10-28T03:46:00.000+00:002007-10-28T03:46:00.000+00:00Is this aunt flo? heh, heh.Is this aunt flo? heh, heh.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-82115544278016459082007-10-27T18:34:00.000+01:002007-10-27T18:34:00.000+01:00You're doomed.You're doomed.Major Bedheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17669161302510096751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-92118552213940817622007-10-26T23:09:00.000+01:002007-10-26T23:09:00.000+01:00Buwahahaha! That's awesome.Buwahahaha! That's awesome.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-61169221755576396132007-10-26T21:30:00.000+01:002007-10-26T21:30:00.000+01:00What a completly odd conversation, but I can so se...What a completly odd conversation, but I can so see having one like that with my mom. Cell phone conversations are always interesting, too, what with the occasional fuzziness and delays. Gotta love random old people!laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07658737213492685847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-51721130411811805472007-10-26T19:29:00.000+01:002007-10-26T19:29:00.000+01:00Ooh, look, there's another May. Hello other May!Ooh, look, there's another May. Hello other May!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-41902572084979401002007-10-26T19:27:00.000+01:002007-10-26T19:27:00.000+01:00Heh heh heh.My mother is the queen of phonecalls t...Heh heh heh.<BR/><BR/>My mother is the queen of phonecalls to my mobile that start with me saying 'Mum, sweetheart, this isn't a good time, I'm at work/ on a very noisy bus/ dripping wet with shampoo in my hair/ getting ready to leave,' and finish 47 minutes later after a meander through her shopping lists, my sister's endlessly disintegrating marriage, my other sister's ditzy whatever, my niece's latest adorable antic, why I should take flaxseed DESPITE the discussion we had last time and the time before that about the unfortunate oestrogenic effects of flaxseed on PCOS, aaaand eventually onto the can I do her a massive favour? moment. Answer, usually no, because I have a job, and classes, and live over an hour away by train, and nipping out this afternoon to pick up a parcel for her from her local post-office because she's going to Switzerland is not going to work. <BR/><BR/>And breathe. Because I know that I will turn into her sooner or later. <BR/><BR/>'PROSTRATE' made me snigger. Sorry, but it did.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-25877041424723865102007-10-26T17:03:00.000+01:002007-10-26T17:03:00.000+01:00That's half your genetic material right there, bab...That's half your genetic material right there, baby.Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13877459820678525532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-7564995535611710852007-10-26T16:23:00.000+01:002007-10-26T16:23:00.000+01:00Oh my god, that's the most hilarious thing ever.Ro...Oh my god, that's the most hilarious thing ever.<BR/><BR/>Rob Wise? Like, the director of The Sound of Music? That's about as random as you can get.<BR/><BR/>Oh, and as soon as I start covering household items with dish towels to prevent them from collecting dust, you can start worrying about me as well.PiquantMollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00888642229859844314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-10176613696747468352007-10-26T14:43:00.000+01:002007-10-26T14:43:00.000+01:00You can run, but you can't hide from hereditary.You can run, but you can't hide from hereditary.DDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17864339996118337420noreply@blogger.com