So this week I have become suddenly and extremely popular. The third time in two days I have been nominated for an award. Poet Laureate here I come. I guess I best start writing some poetry. Here’s one I wrote when I was a bartender. Actually during a shift in a bar call Sticks.
There once was a lass from Sticks
Who served no drinks, just practised her tricks.
But it got so dead,
That she dropped on her head,
A giant bag of bricks.
I guess you are all feeling a little lachrymose now. It is very touching I know. I was nominated for a Liebster Award, which I have heard tell (google machine) that Liebster means ‘dearest’ in German, but I think in this context it actually means favourite? Anyway the aptly described, dearest bloggers: born and read and Kara from What Kara Reads (congrats on the engagement babe!) and Becky from My Infernal Imagination have nominated me, thankyou guys. I was standing in line for a two-for-one steak when I discovered I’d been nominated and I was so excited I almost left the line. But it was pretty good steak. So I figured my joyful shouting would have to wait. AYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! I would just like to reiterate that I didn’t eat two steaks, one was for my sister. Continue reading