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I just spilt hot coffee all over my groin and desk. Fortunately, not into my keyboard.

Fortunately, I had discarded socks in the computer room, probably several weeks ago, so the spill was easily cleaned up. And now the computer room smells of coffee. Mmmmm, coffee...

I was just piking from dance class last night when it started raining heavily. Fortunately I realised that what I wanted to do (drop the bags, discard the jumper, and dance over the streets giggling like a loon) was probably not a good idea, so I watched the lightning and got thoroughly soaked while standing still instead.

And that's three uses of  'fortunately' in this post. I think I need to dig out my thesaurus.

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'Tis the season to be silly	Falalalala lala la la!
I will wear a shirt that's frilly	Falalalala lala la la!
Pass around the itchy bite cream	Falala lalala la la la!
Let's all go and get some icecream!	Falalalalaa lala la la!

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My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Countess Freya the Sanguine of Frogging over Womble Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

This amuses the crap out of me for the pure and simple reason that my Dad used to be known (at uni IIRC) as 'Bloody #lastname', and he likes to call his house 'Chateau Sanguinaire'. And he really likes frogs, especially the ones living in his garden. He doesn't have Wombles, but it's only a matter of time before I slip him one disguised as a garden gargoyle (he likes gargoyles and statues, too, the more horrifying ugly, the better). So appropriate for something random.