Shipwrecked is returning to our tellies on Sunday - hip hip hoorah, Sunday mornings will once more have a purpose!
I'll warn you now though reader (s???), I feel some reminiscing coming on next week - I used to watch Shipwrecked with......with..... 'the ex'. There I said it! I'm pathetic!
It won't be the same! I fear my text tourettes might rear its ugly head once again - but no, I must for once exert some self control!!!!
I have wondered if I have some form of ailment - a kind of 'tennis elbow' but instead its 'texters thumb'. Its crazy, when I'm bored, fed up, happy or have drunk a bottle of Cherry Lambrini the thumb gets twitchy!!!! Now I thought it was all under control, myself and my lovely friend (who became single around the same time as me) have a bit of an arrangement - should the thumb start to hover over the 'message' section in our phones we text each other. In turn the other one will then tell us the reasons why we shouldn't etc and the moment passes. This week the system failed, my 'DON'T DO IT' reply didn't work so I think a Plan B must be devised now.
I have thought about connecting an electric shock device to the phone when a certain number is selected or maybe getting a plastic Fisher Price phone I could 'pretend text' from but I don't think either will work.
So any ideas please let me know. For the sake of me, my friend, all single people with a text problem and our phone bills.............we need your help!
Friday, 19 January 2007
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2 comments:
You could always chop your thumbs off. Who needs them anyway?
But then how would I do 'Jazz Hands' when I'm on the dance floor?!
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