If that just looks silly to you, you're clearly *not* one of the illuminati, or, the chosen ones, or, the new world order. Or maybe your comedy training needs more, well, training really. Come by some time, and ask me for the Scottish hotelier. and maybe, only maybe, you may too be Illuminated. Oh, hold on, that's that book i never read. Ne'er you mind, i'm rambling on. Now don't go a-complaining, at least i'm blogging.
So while you weren't watching, and i wasn't writing, *stuffs* happened. I went to Rome...
so there, pics from Rome. I was there. and so were the neighbours from 6 doors down. and about 6 billion other tourists, but we never let that itty bitty fact spoil our fun. which it was. fun, i mean, 't really was. not so much the part where Nell got a stomach bug which is mostly gone now, but most the other parts were. Blisters, those weren't much fun either, nor was being shat on by a bloody pigeon in the Pantheon. but all the other parts were fun. like the sites we saw, the lines we jumped, the cashiers we fake id'ed with to cheat the vatican out of a few euro's.
but ehm... it's midnight, and there is a slight possibility i might have to work, and will be called around 8am to do so, perhaps, so should remember to blog again tomorrow. if i don't forget that is ........
whippieeeeee!
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