Bill Cosby is the best - got our family through a lot of trying times.

The last time I tried to listen to a Robin Williams standup bit, I was still a lot more sensitive about crudity than I am now. I'm wondering if I should give him another try, now that I have loosened up quite a bit. But I also think he still might be more crude than I care for, as much as I adore him.

I just watched the puppies destory a puddle pad, getting debris everywhere. As I was thinking what a mess! a vacuum cleaner attachment appeared over the wall and started sucking it all up. The puppies retreated to their bed to watch as if it was entertainment just for them.

Good Morning.

And by morning I mean "let me crawl back to bed, please please please please?".

A dude just walked by with a pastel dreadlocked mohawk.

If that's what you see on your street, I want to hang out with you. Ever since uni started, I'm feeling deprived of dreadlockes and mohawks (reason #3 to experiment with Special Effects hair colors, I guess).

come to Los Angeles

We see a lot more mohawks than dreadlocks here in this western, beachside suburb. But yeah...

come to Los Angeles

we have dreadlocks and mohawks

and pie

But I also think he still might be more crude than I care for, as much as I adore him.

Hee. Considering that I have a tendancy to swear like a navvy with PMS most of the time, it's an ongoing source of amusement to me that between 8.15 and 3pm Monday to Friday, I'm Little Miss Propriety. It's like I have a secret identity, or something. (I was particularly struck by this clash of Fays earlier in the week, when I was noodling around absent-mindedly online whilst giving my kids a spelling test, and sort of inadvertently ended up reading From Eroica With Love NC17 fanfic in my inbox. In between saying "Word number 4 is berries. "Miss Fay likes eating berries." Be-rries. Berries. Hands up when you're ready for word number five!" etc.

I was scandalised by myself, I must say, and found it difficult not to giggle through the spellings. Blush? I'll say so.

But I was in L.A.! And I didn't see much of the "makes you go wowwwwww" hair styles!

But that just brings me to square 1: when I was there, I should have hang out with you.

Oh, and unless I tiredly missed that post, what happened with the exterminator potential-date guy?

OK, come back to LA and I'll make sure to take you to funky-hairstyle-land. Hollywood is good, as are the beaches.

I won't see the exterminator for two weeks but if he asks me out I'm going to take him up on it. He did ask my age and I answered honestly so I think there's a chance he's decided I'm too old for him. I don't look 40 but I almost am.

Almost 40...?

Laga, I swear, by the way you write here? I thought 25-26. How every agecetric of me.

OK, come back to LA and I'll make sure to take you to funky-hairstyle-land. Hollywood is good, as are the beaches.

Deal. How's 2013 sounds?