Wooh, over a week since my last post. I was ill guv'nor. And to show how sick I still am, today in the laboratory we had to do an experiment where me measured our pulse. I was the only one who didn't have one. No pulse, just noise on the graph which led to the following noise. "She's dead!" "You really are ill!" A late arrival adds, "You look like shit". Bastards.
So I didn't win an AntiBloggie. You know whose fault that is don't you? Yes, Simon's. I'm thinking from now on, anything that goes wrong can and will be blamed on him. Let's see how that pans out.....
Hurrah for Cal and his useful genius.
Brainy quote as opposed to plain old 'do we even care what you have to say you silly eejit' quote.
I've seen many 'baby blogs' and most of them just freak me out. Mums and dads speaking in some weird third person malarkey. But this one actually held my attention for a while. Nicely put together and a cute baby to boot. Not that I'm saying boot the baby or anything.....argh, more antibiotics please.
Hi, I'm Saima and you're you. More hard facts 
saima(at)saimasays.com
baby blogs are nothing more than the cyber-age equivalent of parents living vicariously through their children. i can see in 13 or so years many of these kids flocking to shrinks for help. and there is nothing more disturbing than Zeldman (YES, THE ZELDMAN) talking baby-talk via some IM gizmo.
http://nate.malamud.com/chatter/transcripts/zeldman.html
Yeah that was quite amusing :)
Baby blogs are slightly disturbing though, must admit. But like I said, this was pretty.
Haven't said anything for a while, so hey, what up now? DT
I'm a blog-slut myself, though I would never subject any family members to it. Well, other than my cousin who I abuse regularly (figuratively, and strictly online). I'll shut up now.