Well, I’ve been here a little while now so I probably should introduce myself to you all.
Hi, I’m Acaciacath.
I’m from Australia, (living in Darwin), I’m 32 and female. I live with my boyfriend and work in HR doing data management, for which I have no qualifications but am quite good at.
Not sure what else you might want to know, (if anything), but if there is post your questions and I’ll try and get them answered. I’m on dialup in an unreliable service area so it may take some time.
So anyway, don’t expect to see me in GD or the Pit, but I’ll be popping up here and there and hopefully have something useful to contribute to this community.
It seems the welcoming party has already arrived.
I certainly hope you’re not prone to insanity. The things they do could drive the most sensible people insane. Not me, but that’s because I was already insane anyway.
I’m more worried about this party than I ever was about Cyclone Ingrid!
Goats? Calamari? Trebuchet? I don’t even know what a trebuchet is. Googles :eek:
I don’t think I really want to know what combination these are used in, although I’ll mention the goat to my boyfriend, he’d like a goat. For the farm. Actually he’d also like the trebuchet and the calamari. Maybe he should sign up instead.
I think I’m going to join VampyChick and run.
stamps foot There’s never a cyclone when you actually want one!
No – no running – we’ve found it works much better to sidle up to the goat, perhaps whistling a bit of a tune, and definitely pretending to look elsewhere.
There are no goats. The trebuchet is a fantasy. The lime jello is just a rumour. The calamari is ‘under control’. The chanting and drumming is just a school band practising. The so-called ‘ritual’ is just a party. The police haven’t been called at all.
