Dizzy Dee

I sometimes get some sort of bizarre inspiration to write about my feelings. Something soul baring which I normally cant express in words. I rarely ever share those thoughts or writings. I keep them on pages folded up and tucked into some old box. I found a diary that I wrote while still at school, and it was so embarrassing to read it again.

Writing like that, just for me, is OK, but I can’t imagine sharing it. I can’t imagine, if that how I myself feel about reading those thoughts, how another person must feel.

To place something here in the open. Where anyone and everyone can read it. Its odd really. Specially considering the weirdo’s who sometimes spy on me.

Just the thought of sharing things like that brings back memories of feelings I got whenever I had a certain nightmare.

I suddenly find myself in a place like Paddington station. Where every person would just walk along their well trodden path, happily in their little world sustained by ipods and headphones. I suddenly shake them out of their comfortable realms all with my bare naked body. Yes. I’m in Paddington station completely naked. I get the kind of looks that make a person wonder whether they’ve intruded. Maybe even that I’m from some strange unknown species on display.

I hated that feeling so much.

I wonder why I dreamt that so often? I haven’t had that dream for ages now.

Still, I can’t expose myself like that on here.

I suspect Natasha Bedingfield is partially responsible for the break up of Anna & Enrique.

Why, you might ask?

Well. The cute couple were going strong for nearly 5 years when suddenly Anna caught onto the new catchy Natasha Bedingfield tune “I wanna have your baby”, and guess what? Enrique didn’t return the compliment! Instead he dumped her. Or she him. Who knows. The reason being that Anna wanted to start a family, and Enrique, well… He was just not ready?

I feel for him, but hey, if you’re dating Anna Kournikova, and she wants to have your baby, you’re pretty stupid to refuse! But I suppose he is Enrique Iglesias after all…

Have you got any idea how cold it is in Pretoria at the moment? Apparently its the lowest recorded temperature in 52 years! On Monday morning 5am, they said over the radio, that the temperature, taking into account the wind factor, was nearly -10°C!!!

Here are some photo’s which were taken close to my office. The sprinklers were left on over night, and we thought it a novelty at first, but it happens every day now. In the morning on my way to work I see these poor plants covered in ice. Such a waste of water if you ask me! Anyhow. I’ve been fluish - spent the whole of yesterday in bed with lots of medicine and sleep. I feel much better today, but not a 100% just yet.

But even though its flippin’ freezing, and I have a headache, and a scratchy throat, there is one good thing about today: ITS FRIDAY!!!

Most of you have read the scare-mail about the person whose kidneys were stolen while he was passed out. Well, read on. While the kidney story was an urban legend, this one is not. It’s happening every day.

My thighs were stolen from me during the night a few years ago. It was just
that quick. I went to sleep in my body and woke up with someone else’s thighs. The new ones had the texture of cooked oatmeal. Who would have done such a cruel thing to legs that had been mine for years? Whose thighs were these and what happened to mine? Hurt and angry, I resigned myself to living out my life in jeans and Sheer Energy pantyhose. Then, just when my guard was down, the thieves struck again.

My butt was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they took pains to match my new rear end to the thighs they stuck me with earlier. I couldn’t believe that my new butt was attached at least three inches lower than my
original. Now, my rear complemented my legs, lump for lump. Frantic, I prayed that long skirts would stay in fashion It was two years ago when I realized my arms had been switched. One morning I was fixing my hair and I watched horrified but fascinated as the flesh of my upper arms swung to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush. This was really getting scary. My body was being replaced one section at a time. How clever and fiendish.

Age? Age had nothing to do with it. Age is supposed to creep up, unnoticed, something like maturity. NO, I was being attacked repeatedly and without warning. In despair, I gave up my T-shirts.

What could they do to me next?

My poor neck suddenly disappeared faster than the Thanksgiving turkey it now resembled. That’s why I decided to tell my story. I can’t take on the medical profession by myself. Women of the world, wake up and smell the
coffee. That really isn’t plastic that those surgeons are using.

You KNOW where they are getting those replacement parts, don’t you? The next time you suspect someone has had a face “lifted,” look again. Was it lifted from you? I think I finally found my thighs - and I hope that Cindy Crawford paid a really good price for them!

This is not a hoax. This is happening to women in every town every night. WARN YOUR FRIENDS!

P.S. I must say that last year I thought someone had stolen my breasts. I was lying in bed and they were gone! As I jumped out of bed, I was relieved to see that they had just been hiding in my armpits as I slept.

Now I keep them hidden in my waistband.

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Something to keep in mind if you ever decide to break up…

I urgently needed a few days off work, but I knew the Boss would not allow me to take leave . I thought that maybe if I acted “CRAZY” then he would tell me to take a few days off.

So I hung upside down on the ceiling and made funny noises. My co-worker (who’s blond) asked me what I was doing. I told her that I was pretending to be a light bulb so that the Boss would think I was “CRAZY” and give me a few days off.

A few minutes later the Boss came into the office and asked “What are you doing?” I told him I was a light bulb.

He said, “You are clearly stressed out. Go home and recuperate for a couple of days.” I jumped down and walked out of the office.

When my co-worker (the blonde) followed me, the Boss asked her “…And where do you think you’re going?”

(You’re gonna love this…..)

She said, “I’m going home too, I can’t work in the dark.”

I am not a chick flick person. Though I like the odd romantic comedy, it is definitely not the isle in the video shop where I like to browse most, neither will the comedy previews in the cinema intrigue me much. I love mysteries though, suspense thriller, and … horror films.

Have you seen the exorcist yet? Well, the producers thereof are bringing out another movie - Bug (Bug movie). Have you heard of it yet? Up till now I have not, but the posters seem promising. I know that doesn’t say much always, but I am really excited about it! Every now and again a movie like this hits the big screen, and I just have to watch it. It doesn’t happen very often though, so I really hope that this one is worth it!

If you do not trust the posters, have a look at the preview on You-tube! Its only 1:18min, and well worth the watch!! If you really feel like snooping, check out their website

Its said to be launching on the 25th of May, 2007, but I suppose it will still take a while longer to arrive in South Africa - we are always behind on movies

If you see it before me, please let me know what you think, else I will let you know what I think of it

Today someone mentioned the fact that all of us buy some sort of junk. Not always things that we can’t use. Just things that we don’t use. Those things that you think look interesting, and in the 5 minutes you spend looking at it on the shelf you’re convinced that you cannot live without this item for another day. Its really weird how we lie to ourselves like that! In a desperate attempt to quiet our conscience about the money we’re about the spend.

When you get home (or sometimes even in the car), you open this newly found treasure. You sniff it, try it on, and love it to bits for those first few minutes, and sometimes even days! But there comes a time when you wonder to yourself, “what the hell was I thinking when I bought this?”.

For me those things that go in a drawer is any cosmetic thing. Whether it be a new sort of loofah, sponge, cute make up brushes, make up remover, facial scrub, mousse foundation - you name it - I buy it. I love new fragrances and texture, and feeling what it does to my skin.

The person I mentioned previously collects gadgets like that. Anything which sounds as if it could save you time. Whether it be juicers, popcorn makers, and heaven alone know what else.

It was then that I realized that most of us has a “fetish” like that. The inconsolable urge to buy something we don’t really need. What is it that you buy and end up putting away in a drawer, cupboard, or even the garage?

Yeah, I know, dumb title, but who cares?
Its time for bed, and I’m fussing with all kinds of things. First I got an app on my phone to do VOIP. I then got Twitter to work from my phone, just had to figure it out though. And now I’m posting to Wordpress from my phone! Cool hey? I’m now fully mobile!!

I really need to go to bed now. Can’t stop yawning. Night for now