I aint scared of anyting

I haven’t been writing here very much lately, or noting anyone. I seem to have lost the love somehow. I’m going to try and pick it up again this week.

This weekend we took a trip to Avebury to feel the power of the stones. I didn’t feel any power, but it’s quite a cool place to visit, and the car park ticket machine was broken, so we didn’t have to pay for parking.

Next weekend friend Eugenie visits. The weekend after that it’s naked bike ride day. I know, three weeks to naked bike ride. I need a tan and a six pack. Might have left things a bit late.

I think I need to talk about Walking Dead. I started a bit of a heated discussion in the office this week because I mentioned that I think Michonne is about the sexiest woman on tv currently, and I sort of have a picture of her kicking zombie butt as my laptop wallpaper in the office. Anyway, long and short, I was rather under the impression that this opinion was more or less a statement of fact, Michonne is sexy, end of discussion, right? Apparently not it turns out. There is a definite feeling in my office that she looks “like a boy”. Horrifying I know, but I need you r opinions for the sake of my sanity. Here she is, both as Michonne and being herself.

Now, you can be as honest as you like, does she look like a boy?

In the office today we discussed what we would take to hell if we go there. Suggestions included hair straighteners, books, booze, selection of shoes, and sweets.

I started to make a list of ten things I’m scared of last night, but I failed. I only thought of one thing that scares me, handbags.