Why pout and preen in front of the mirror and take practice shots of yourself with your mobile, when the answer is really obvious isn’t it.
June 5, 2011
January 3, 2011
LADY GARDEN
To drown out the sound of my upstairs neighbours having sex on their sofa, I am chomping through a packet of Monster Munch as loudly as I can. To follow with the current them of gorging since Christmas day I am keeping up the diet by sharing 8 mini chicken kievs with Hobart while we wait for the Sainsbury’s delivery. I have fared quite well with my holiday diet – alcohol, cakes, chocolate, clafoutis, swigging lemonade from the bottle, biscuits, vietnamese banquets. My cold is not quite better but I am feeling a bit thrushy round the lady garden. Errr diet of crap everyone? You will all be pleased to know I bought a bottle of acidophiles [spelling? too lazy to get off sofa and check.]
In other lady garden news, the Monster Munch were actually in celebration of the fact there were “some signs” from the joint lady garden of Abbie and Lee. Namely, Lee polished off a Milk Tray to herself in 10 seconds. Long awaited but no-one is very excited as this has been the slowest baby in the universe. Let’s hope it makes it out by 2012 shall we?
And even though not in the garden and more in the “top tummy” region, [Dame Edna's best joke ever], a lady friend has some kind of cysty boil on her nipple. Ergh. She is apparently going to the doctor today. All I could say was “Take a picture in case they lance it.” I sent that message and I wanted to send “Please take a video while they lance it” but felt that was on the wrong side of concerned. Instead I spent a while googling images for “nipple cyst”. It has been a while guys hasnt it?!?!?!?! There was something about my lunch of exploding mini kievs that stopped me from watching any videos. Most interesting picture I found was OF A RAT who had a cyst on its nipple WHO CHEW IT OPEN ITSELF.
The rat is apparently called Izzy. I’d like to think as in Stradlin. Probably not.
November 28, 2010
July 14, 2010
MODERN PARENTING
I’m just hanging out today doing a lot of nothing with a lot of no-one listening to loads of nonsense. A day off mid week is one of the top things ever.
Last night I sent mum a text “I just got home from a nice date with a nice guy.”
She replied “At least you aren’t trying to get pregnant.”
I got another email from my other parent, yep, Dad – but this time on a lap top and it makes even less sense than Mum’s message.
Then I got a really funny message from Iris39 which made me gurgle laughing:
“I too will have to drag a wetone across my body and get ‘it’ together – keep expectations low re appearance , see you later”
The glamour amongst my lady friends kills me. And that is just the way I like it.
April 9, 2010
March 19, 2010
MY LOVE LIFE
And that is my life. You know it.
February 26, 2010
IM A FLUFFY GIRL
xx Lektrogirl
January 10, 2010
STRONG LOOK
And don’t give a fuck what anyone says.
Possibly my top YouTube video for Jan 10.
xx Lektrogirl
December 5, 2009
LOVE IS A WINDING ROAD
And it is a shame when everyone else finds out about it…
xx Lektrogirl
November 10, 2009
September 28, 2009
LEARN SOMETHING NEW EVERY DAY
I sat next to a girl dinner last night and she has had sex with a women. I
asked her what it is like to eat a girl out. She told me that after getting
over how gross it is, it is much easier than giving a guy a blow job. She
said that basically with a girl, it is like having a giant smooch for a
while. Where is with a guy it can be be really hard work and become really
mechanical and monotonous. Interesting! Can’t say though that I’m gonna try
it out any time soon. The only pussy I wanna get near is Hobart and her cute
little face.
xx Lektrogirl
May 26, 2009
GRIS GRIS ANS
Just a sketch and something to do this evening.
To quote The G.A.: “Maaate, Never give in!”
xx Lektrogirl
May 12, 2009
April 18, 2009
THE LADYGANG
I love us.
xx Lektrogirl
February 15, 2009
JE SUIS PAS CERTAIN
Is it? Is it?
Philippa made a good point about the houses.
What a nice weekend. I deserved it. But I used to live in an emotional vaccuum. Anything expressive was forbidden or laughed at. And this is the opposite. And I feel like Alice in Wonderland in the room to small and the table too big.
Valeria where are you? I need to talk about nothing.
xx Lektrogirl