From the Memoirs of Mrs Gee’s Nude 24 Hour Tech Support Guy attendee at sciblog.
To Do List
- wake up
- get out of bed
- drag a comb across my head (first check for presence of hair)
- go downstairs and drink a cup
- squeeze into grass skirt and green lurex boob tube
- hell, I miss my dog
- ensure girrafe is strapped to unicycle
- looking up, I noticed I was late
- (puff, pant)
- attempt to hide girrafe and unicycle under the green lurex boob tube. Only giraffe will fit
- ride down underground escalator on unicycle while trying to calm frightened girrafe concealed in boob tube.
- decide that 40mg citalopram should help
- not for the giraffe, for me.
- did I say I missed my dog?
- alight from tube at Green Park. Head for Royal Institution
- This Australian bloke looks leerily at my bust.
- Dismount from unicycle.
- Giraffe socks him one on the chin. Every girl should have one. A concealed
weapongirrafe. - Arrive at sciblog.
- Looking up, I fell to a dream …
- (more ellipsis would be good …)
- (here’s another one …)
- 4000 holes in Blackburn, Lancashire where did that come from? – Ed
- …
Say hi to GrrlScientist for me…
GrrlScientist is here at the next table in the RI cafeteria. She sends a big smoochy one and says that if you don’t get in touch she’ll make rude remarks about your butt (don’t shoot me, I’m only the messenger).
Now they know how many
’holesholes it takes to fill thealbatrossAlbert Hall …The albatross idea. Hmmm. It’s growing on me.
By the way, did Ben’s comment about giraffes with erections mean anything? He surely didn’t mean girrafes, but just checking.
I must say I woke up momentarily at that point, but when I realized that he meant ‘giraffes’ rather than ‘girrafes’, I went back to sleep.