Procrastination....
Jan. 9th, 2004 10:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
essayelOh I'm wasting so much time....I have far too much to do to be messing about that way I am but that's what I'm doing...messing about.
I should be writing my entries for the Saturnalia challenge - even though I seem to have rather missed the point (wall to wall smut). Failing that I should be writing more to Dogs of War. Or even doing the ironing!
Instead I am going to share with you the sayings of Jenny, my eleven year old who has a way with words:
Jenny (describing the difficulty of the Cracks of Doom level of the RotK PS2 game and said in an aggrieved tone without the vestige of a smile): Well I got Frodo up to the Crack all right and he was wrestling all over the floor with Gollum. Oh it's so frustrating - Frodo had to toss him off six times before he'd go down.
I told Mike, her big brother, about this and he rolled his eyes and told me the following Jenny story:
Mike, Robbie and Laura took her into town shopping. She bought them some 'Christmas' flavoured sweets. The pudding flavoured ones were nice and so, oddly, were the robin flavoured ones. However the green ones with the little Christmas trees on were yick. Mike told her they tasted like hedge clippings. Five minutes later in her favourite shop (Sirius - purveyor of weird jewellery etc) she offered the bag of sweets to the teenaged girls behind the counter cautioning them to avoid the green ones because "My big brother says they taste of bush." Throughout the resulting hysteria Jenny stood with the bag in her hand saying "What?" and Mike reckons he can never go back into that shop again.
You have to laugh don't you....but preferably not in front of them because then you end up involved in very complicated and embarrassing explanations.
I should be writing my entries for the Saturnalia challenge - even though I seem to have rather missed the point (wall to wall smut). Failing that I should be writing more to Dogs of War. Or even doing the ironing!
Instead I am going to share with you the sayings of Jenny, my eleven year old who has a way with words:
Jenny (describing the difficulty of the Cracks of Doom level of the RotK PS2 game and said in an aggrieved tone without the vestige of a smile): Well I got Frodo up to the Crack all right and he was wrestling all over the floor with Gollum. Oh it's so frustrating - Frodo had to toss him off six times before he'd go down.
I told Mike, her big brother, about this and he rolled his eyes and told me the following Jenny story:
Mike, Robbie and Laura took her into town shopping. She bought them some 'Christmas' flavoured sweets. The pudding flavoured ones were nice and so, oddly, were the robin flavoured ones. However the green ones with the little Christmas trees on were yick. Mike told her they tasted like hedge clippings. Five minutes later in her favourite shop (Sirius - purveyor of weird jewellery etc) she offered the bag of sweets to the teenaged girls behind the counter cautioning them to avoid the green ones because "My big brother says they taste of bush." Throughout the resulting hysteria Jenny stood with the bag in her hand saying "What?" and Mike reckons he can never go back into that shop again.
You have to laugh don't you....but preferably not in front of them because then you end up involved in very complicated and embarrassing explanations.