Blimey! I just opened mine eyes, and lo! I have not updated this since people stopped clapping and Tinkerbell died... You would not believe that my hands were chopped off and I was waiting for bionic ones. I prostrate myself in sorrow and beg thy forgiveness..
I am lost in a sea of pseudo-olde-english with learning to play lawn bowls, a ticking crocodile, just generally being a delightful mistress to anyone unfortunate to cross my path, my day seems to be a litany of stuff and giggles from the second I am woken by murderous Teletubbies to sun down and beyond. I am avoiding recapture. it will be fun fun fun till they take my TBird away.
I make a solemn vow I will update you with my nefarious activities as soon as I get a chance. You have my word! What do you mean you don't believe me?.
*sigh* Too bad everything is just a little bit crappy.