Cleo Twyford is dodging minor disasters, indulging in chick chat and wielding random insignificant theories. (And talking about herself in third person)
Ditsy event of the day
Monday, January 02, 2006
Yesterday I discovered that it is not necessary to scream loudly when your friend says, oh look he's got a spider; because even though we have some very scary big black hairy spiders around here, the kind of spider that involves pouring fizzy drink over ice cream shouldn't evoke fear.
This blog is blathered by a 30-something constant bridesmaid sometimes known as: Cleo Twyford Who trips over a lot in: Melbourne, Victoria, AU
About Me: Confession: I am really bad at reverse parking
Confession 2: I have an inner Evil Bridesmaid Confession 3: I have mastered fridge-grazing as a meal option Confession 4: There is a committee in my head and sometimes they are loud. Yes, okay you can shut up now. I said shut up. Sorry about that. See my complete profile
