Trying to find the lyrics for My Girlfriend Who Lives In Canada, and I found this instead--it made me giggle. Got my raise at work and maybe a promotion soon, though I have to be a little more "eager" and put in some time to learn about the QA job, then I can go from there. Course, today just sucked like a Hoover, and I'm sure they'd be thinking "no raise for her" if my review had been based on today's performance. Meh, they can't all be winner days.
Tony's taking my case for more healing and less surgery, and I'm kinda happy about that. One day at a time and all that.
I got that damned story done! Finally. I guess everyone liked it, though they like it better when the boys are nekkid. I enjoy that too, but this story just didn't lend itself to a lot of sex. It was very much a love/action adventure thing. Maybe the next one. Or I could write an epilogue.
One week til Coronation, one more week of this journal, and then off to a new one. I can't imagine what theme to go with. I could do celebrity journal, and have a different friend write one for me every week *L* Or maybe just pics. I dunno. I'll decide in two weeks, when I'm actually having to do it.
I have to format the last chapter, finish the rest of these updates, make a pasta salad and print off Scav. hunt forms now, so must run. Going to be a long morning. But the good news is I won't be ovulating during Coronation.
Cheers!

SILLY SLANG SONG
(Eric Bogle)

Do you remember the day that if you said that you were gay
It meant with joy that you could sing and shout
A fairy was enchanting and dressing up and camping
Was something you did with the scouts
That care free age when an urgent case of aids
Was powdered milk we sent to the Sahara
A fruit was something nice to eat a poof was something for your feet
And a queen was an old tart in a tiara

Chorus:
Ah look what we've done to the old mother tongue
It's a crime the way we've misused it
It's been totally tis woggled, crumb and blonged and golly woggled
And we've strangled, mangled frangled and abused it

Ah those far off times when a bong meant a chime
And a buzz was a noise insecticidal
And joint was something between bones and getting really stoned
Only happened to bad people in the Bible
When if you had a bad trip it meant you fell and broke your hip
Cold turkey just meant Christmas at Aunt Dottie’s
Coke was something that you burned; a smack was something that you earned
From your mumzie wumzie when you had been naughty

Chorus

The years have gone I'm afraid when only eggs got laid
And only the rhinoceros got horny
Only kangaroos jumped and only camels humped
Getting stuffed meant a little taxidermy
Swing was for trapezes and Tarzan's chimpanzees
Tossing off was something Scotland did with cabers
Now it means something quite obscene
And heavy ugly scene is any movie starring Arnold Schwarzenegger

Chorus

Chorus

CODA:
They're only words and words are what we use
When we got sod all to say