1) Delete me from their blogroll.
2) Start unflattering rumors about my Penis.
It is probably important for me to think of other things, mostly for my mental health. Can you believe that I even THOUGHT about flying out to London for the annual ABBA Picnic at St. James Park?
The London ABBA picnic has been taking place every July since 1999 and is a fantastic opportunity for ABBA fans from London and far beyond to meet up on a (hopefully sunny!) summer’s afternoon and discuss love, life, the universe and a certain Swedish foursome! ( If the weather is really bad, we will meet in the Hop Poles pub in Hammersmith)
I don’t usually “fall in love” with celebrities, but I’ve really taken a liking to Frida (the brunette).
I’ve been daydreaming about her so much that I don’t even read blogs anymore.
Well, except for one.
For some mysterious reason, I am very drawn to Run Jen Run written by Jenny in Chicago.
She’s an OK writer, I guess, but that’s not the real reason I return to her blog over and over again…
Anyway, I’m sorry I inflicted so many ABBA songs on all of you:
Take a Chance (link in post’s comments)
I must have been depressed and listening to ABBA was like an S.O.S. cry for help.
Hey, that reminds me… (once more for old times’ sake)
A Year Ago on Citizen of the Month: Why Gay Marriage Should be Banned