So, Euclidean geometry has to do with points.

Unlike Euclidean geometry, this blog post has no point. I just needed an arena in which to say, "HEY I JUST TOTALLY RE-DID THE MULCH ON OUR FRONT LAWN" because that's just the kind of amazing daughter I am.

Anyway, last night I attended Rose's band's gig with the intention of shooting photographs. As with most of my intentions in life, (like being less embarrassing in public situations, having Kelly Ripa arms, & spawning Hugh Jackman's offspring) this intention fell by the wayside & died. DIED, I tell you. Camera just stopped working & Papa has pronounced it dead or a lemon. So I booed & I hissed, as one does.

So essentially, I am & will be heartbroken until after public holidays & I can take it for a checkup.

But in the meantime, I am being un-sad through infectious pop with words I have internalised & wear on my sleeves or bare elbows! This song is my anthem, you guys!

Posted in: babyporridge, euclidean geometry, failedtography, nikki malvar on Friday, April 10, 2009 at at 4:33 PM 5 comments