happy birthday to me

yay. 23 years old.

[pops a party popper]

go me.

back from never never land

hmm...such a quiet space this has become.

are viking mistresses becoming an endangered species? i think so.

vikingmistresses@gmail.com is for those endangered ones...to pass the word...same as before.

chip chop

here we are, another monday gone.

my mind is blank.

sorry.

wow

wow.

i managed to fill the entire blog with red! on my own!

i promise i'll have more interesting and insightful revelations next time.

new era

to the original viking mistresses searching for a place to post...

vikingmistresses@gmail.com

to pass the word, just think the same as before.

fight club

what happens when two people fight? boy vs boy, girl vs girl, boy vs girl...

there's many ways to go about a fight. there's the silent treatment, the one word answers, the complete non-communication. and of course, the beautifully dramatic shouting and yelling at each other.

at the end of the day...it's hard to be the person who takes the high road. the person who is the one to say sorry (in the hopes that the other person apologises too of course).

what are we fighting for? the right to be heard, for the sake of a good argument, or something else?

bobos forever

here's a riddle for you all...

what do you get when you mix dead duck, xbox, soppy love songs and a navy tie together?

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...olga's weekend!

and a one...two...THREE!

peak hour traffic is the worst.

the only thing worse than peak hour traffic is sitting IN peak hour traffic with your petrol light flashing orange at you and your bladder pleading for a toilet.