Baby Steps
An apt image, as it also pictures my latest GR3 crush...Ha! I officially sticking it to the Man.
Well, in my own kinda shy and retiring way...
I filled out our Census form last night. Which is anarchic act #1, as I chose NOT to wait until Tuesday night. Hee! The liberation from the constraints of society...
And then, with the resultant rush of adrenaline to my head, I put myself as Person 1 (the Householder) thereby relegating MrB to 'spouse of Person 1'.
It's actually quite funny as Person 2 is the only male in our new Matriarchal Household...
Ha! (again)
Throwing off the shackles of this paternalistic and anachronistic paradigm... in teeny tiny baby steps.
posted by actonb at 10:10 am
11 Comments:
You don't have a crush on Peter Costello. You DON"T. Because if you do ... it's all just so so wrong.
So wrong.
Wrong.
I agree with Chesty. Everyone knows that Tony Abbott is the sexy one in the Libs.
Maybe, just maybe, it's Ernie Dingo. Hmmm...? Did we think about that?
I think it's the old guy in the grey suit and red private school tie near the back ...
The lesser of all evils.
Or maybe its the woman in pink over Creepy Costello's right shoulder. Hence the new matriachal household...
Now then, if I was that-way-inclined it would be the one with the long flowing golden hair over Costello's other shoulder. 'kay?
The one cuddling Ernie looks kind of like Jessica Rowe, but older and slightly fleshier.
Are you sure she's not your type, b?
NO!
She isn't my type. She looks vaguely familiar in a creepy way.
Bleuwch.
I don't want to fill out my census form. Because then they'll give the info to the electral commission and the next thing I'll be hunted down and forced to vote. Then I'll have to move and change my name again. I'm running out of ideas for an alias and it is getting harder to obtain fake birth certificates and passports.
Damn census forms!
Girls, imagine him smirking as he peels back the bed sheets. Sorry thats terrorism.....
If anyone wants to borrow my life to complete their census form, go right ahead.
Christ knows, I'm not using it...
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