i cant help it
tis morning, i was woken up not by the alarm clock but the cold. it was 16.3oC. i was thrilled. i admit i hate wearing layer over layer to beat the cold but hey, thats better than feeling warm. what can i do? strip? u wish. :P
i'm partially losing my voice from explaining the photography packages to the graduates as well as having to speak on top of the noise at the leighton hall within the scientia. plus, i was so tired too. it has been a long day. *yawn*
folks who read tis, pls help me think of a contingency plan to shoo off more pigeon visits. the balcony is now spotless but risking a shit or 2 anytime soon. so kind souls out there.....hear my plea....do drop me an idea. btw, other half and i are safe from the pigeon shit massive cleanout yday cos we were equipped with gloves and were washing the floor with dettol...that is 99.9% of bacteria killed. HA! sorry i cant stop talking abt my pigeon shit. u'll hear me go on abt it for a while. bear with me. but now u can rest your ears cos i'm going to bed. have a good rest while u hear me go on abt the shit tomorrow. HA HA HA!
posted by swissroll @ 11:39 PM
2 Comments:
u r so rite clar. it's so much better to feel cooler than warm. the greeting to my parents when i step into the house is taken over by "wow.. so warm so warm". can only strip to relief the heat *what are u thinking* (in the bathroom of course).
u r in a jeopardy of a "shit" balcony. a scarecrow may help. *oops* do u know how to make one? err.. where to find hay anyway. ok.. guess i can't help u but will let u noe again if i come up with better ideas.
not sure if those terrorist (pigeons) are taking over ur balcony. but i'm having some shit over myself too. those birds not sure of the breed fly thru the kitchen windows to eat my dog's food and drop some poo for my dog to eat *whah.. smart birds wif gd business mind*. not tat my greedy dog will eat it (anyway i may not catch him redhanded), but i'm afraid he (my dog) mistook it as the mayo tat drip off fr my sandwich. would very appreciate if they could spit some saliva instead (bird nest?).
anyway a plastic bag is hanging on my window. scratching my head i ask my mum wats going on. BINGO! it's to get rid of the birds. it works when the wind gust by and the moving bag terrorise the birds. give it a try lets turn the table around. now! who is the terrorist. whahaa..
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