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I like big hats.

I'm Comma, and I'm gorgeous.

This is my blog, full of pictures and poems.

If you'd like to tell me how brilliant I am, you may gaz me.

Lilypie Next Birthday Ticker

I'm lovely.

Recent front page messages:

Thank goodness for ducks.

Without them, our ponds would be full of bread.

Crikey, my first FP. Cheers!
(Tue 6th Jan 2004, 16:54, More)

Best answers to questions:

» Lies Your Parents Told You

My older brother used to tell me
that my other brother could time travel. He even made me a book about it called 'Henry and the Dinosaurs'. I believed this until I was about seven.

He also used to tell me that there was a monster in our cellar that had been asleep for a hundred years, and if I made too much noise it would wake up and eat me.

He also told me that there was a type of organ that played a note that if anyone heard it they would start to disintegrate. I was terrified of listening to organ music or going to churches with an organ in them.
(Wed 14th Jan 2004, 13:57, More)

» Losing Your Virginity

I lost my virginity to SSG's dog.

In the face.
(Sat 5th Mar 2005, 13:57, More)

» Slang Survey

This is a little weird, but...
"ghurr.. ezzay cammo niyah" is what I say when I can't think of what to say. I also say "Nysen noissen nysen" when someone tells me something I don't agree with, and "ezack-snack-shinoik-c'nack!" is what I shout when something strange and unexpected happens and I don't know what to do.

I know, I'm strange.
(Sun 1st Feb 2004, 15:02, More)

» Irrational Fears

I hate, really hate,
cling film. It curls up and goes all scrunchy and sticks to things I don't want it to, including my hand. And that serrated edge on the box that's supposed to be for cutting it on is never sharp enough, and I end up struggling so much that if I ever finally do manage to detach a piece from the roll it's all scrunched up and no good. Whoever invented cling-film should be suspended from their ankles inches above a fiery pit of doom for all eternity. Whilst wrapped in their own evil invention.
(Thu 29th Jan 2004, 17:28, More)

» Irrational Fears

Grapes and railways.
When I was about four or so I had some plastic grapes as part of a toy cookery set. I loved these grapes. The idea of plastic grapes seemed so exotic (and they were halved with velcro in the middle so you could pretend to chop them!). One night I dreamt that I was playing with this cookery set over a bridge but it was really windy and the bridge was wobbling violently. The grapes fell off the bridge and onto the railway below. I was devestated. To this day I cannot carry grapes (plastic or otherwise) over railway bridges, although any other bridge is okay.
(Tue 27th Jan 2004, 14:07, More)
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