Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Legs...


No reason except for it's so purty. It's a house just down the road from mine. Bizarrely, I've never liked the number 11 for some reason. But then again, I tend not to like odd numbers at all. It's probably quite common - I mean, just like everyone else I can't listen to the car stereo with the volume set at 19 or 23 - it has to be an even number or the world crumbles...

Similarly weird, I can't let the automatic kettle turn itself off... automatically. I have to beat it and turn it off myself. Or the world implodes.

Huh.