barney the dinosaur for president

you know i'm not afraid to say it, i've even proclaimed it loud and proud. i'm rather fond of my boobies. who wouldn't be? considering there are heaps of women out there who would go fork out something like $10,000 for such operations to achieve something that has come naturally to some lucky few of us (yes olga, strange but yes we're lucky). but then something strange happened last night. nearest and dearest are now debating a rather scary question. am i getting bigger than olga? biologically speaking that can't really happen right? we've all reached our peaks in maturity. EVERYTHING STARTS TO GO DOWN HILL FROM THIS POINT ON! sorry, the fear just gripped my poor, poor heart. and that is my life question to ponder about for the day.

i'm glad to hear olga that indeed that you survived the night and the following day it appears from our little cookout last night. we have plenty more pasta and stuff left over if the need for more freebie cooked food ever takes your fancy. god that little fishy was nice. see there are advantage's to me being a bosom buddie huh???

oh guess what? my mum yelled at amy and i last night cos she thought we chucked you out of the house due to your err....lack of bodily control. how's mr anonymous? even i'm scared of him too. yay! old and grey i get to see you!

what a ramble this has been.