Friday Haiku
Bleary-eyed
I wake up in a foreign bed.
Bad hair day.
posted by nominally challenged at 2:36 AM
A whiff of the Med
On a clear day, you can almost see the Mediterranean sea ... but even on a cloudy day, you can smell whatever they're dumping in it these days. Just a blog by a fairy from Oz messin around with the Sabras
Friday, October 27, 2006
I wake up in a foreign bed.
Bad hair day.
4 Comments:
Hmm...
I`ve had a couple of those!
My rule of thumb...always bring a hat.
oh - I never wear hats.
A pair of sunglasses would have helped, at least for the bleary eyes, but who knew, I ask. Who knew?
:)
Good to hear from you as usual!
You don`t wear hats?
I`m not talking about the large-rimmed, floppy sun hats with bouquets on the side, you know!
A baseball cap works too!
Nah, cos you've got to take them off eventually, and then you're really gonna have bad hair ...
LOL
:)
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