Noo, that does not mean 16 hours of sleep! I was up before then.. it was just a little catnap. I figured i was still wearing my pyjamas so it'd be okay. OBVIOUSLY NOT!
Adam, i think i'm in love with you. Anyone who can slip a reference to the stutter-rap into conversation deserves my un-dying adulation. Nice work brutha!
Don't make me name the street i think you live on. L...L...La...Lat...?
Incidentally, i was in Safeway on Monday night. WERE YOU? I was the scattered fool walking around in circles trying to decide what to eat.
And yes, i do catch the train most days... but i usually don't wear the same shoes. Actually, most mornings i'm wearing my runners. Guess i'll wear some different ones today then... if you've noticed, dog KNOWS how many other people have...
I can't beleive you've been looking for me. I feel like you've got a head start now.
Dot and Mars met at high school in Melbourne. Mars didn't like Dot that much, however eventually they got chatting in chathouse.com during IT classes and found they had heaps in common.
After high school Dot and Mars upgraded to ICQ, Messenger and emailing. This kept them in touch until eventually in 2005 they moved in together and started a blog; 'Dot and Mars: Two Housemates, One House, One Blog'.
In 2007 Dot got married and moved to New York City San Francisco to seek her dream job. At the same time Mars moved to Manchester Melbourne to seek her dream man.
20 comments:
I feel so... violated
Dot, you know there are creepy people who actually buy photos of girls sleeping? You're onto a money spinner!
Send Mars out at night more often, and you could be rich!
Does that mean 16 hours of sleep?!!!
Noo, that does not mean 16 hours of sleep! I was up before then.. it was just a little catnap. I figured i was still wearing my pyjamas so it'd be okay. OBVIOUSLY NOT!
awesome blog Dotty. where'd you get the idea?
Poor little Mars, all tuckered out from her big night out.
Settle down keeks, there may be some similarities between this post and yours... but let's not get all crazy and start crying plagiarism, mkay?
Adam, it was sunday afternoon, there was nothing happening, i was cold... what else can i say?
You don't have to explain yourself Ms Mars, if I went out that late I'd be exhausted too.
Y'know I heard somewhere that some people go out until, like, quarter past twelve. <-- That's just ridiculous.
Adam, i think i'm in love with you. Anyone who can slip a reference to the stutter-rap into conversation deserves my un-dying adulation. Nice work brutha!
Awesome. At least I know which doona cover to look for when I look in the window after hunting you down (in a mates way, of course).
PS - Where you at Safeway Monday night?
Also, you're not the chick with the short blonde/brown hair that always wears the same shoes that catches the train????
Martie, YOU'RE FREAKING ME OUT
Don't make me name the street i think you live on. L...L...La...Lat...?
Incidentally, i was in Safeway on Monday night. WERE YOU? I was the scattered fool walking around in circles trying to decide what to eat.
And yes, i do catch the train most days... but i usually don't wear the same shoes. Actually, most mornings i'm wearing my runners. Guess i'll wear some different ones today then... if you've noticed, dog KNOWS how many other people have...
I can't beleive you've been looking for me. I feel like you've got a head start now.
GAME ON MOLLS.
Whoa! Stutter rap and stalking? Could these comments BE any more entertaining?
Probably they could be..
Not anymore:
[Enter BEVIS!]
Hurrah! Now the Circle Of Entertainment (TM) is complete.
We can all relax. This has all been highly rewarding for us all.
Orange Whip? Orange Whip?
Three Orange Whips!
Now, one more thing before I go: Who wants to be covered with spray?
I will if Adam does...
Mars, please check your email. You may have to look through your junk mail folder or something. Cheers.
Spray me good Big B!
BB06 Ninja for BIG BLOGGER 2006!
Bah! Big Blogger has wronged me...
Shattered.
You're still a good person Mars.
Managed to type that without giggling, proud much?
Good Christ, woman! Never would have picked you for a light weight.
Did you have a hot Milo before you went to bed? Bahaha.
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