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I also blame 2legs for suggestive twitter DMs, too much laundry and housework, tiredness, and a loft full of junk and for how heavy guitars are, when there are about a dozen in cases to carry up from the loft to the spare room.

I also blame 2legs for the amount of stuff in the loft, and the amount of availible space in the spare room, not being equal or indeed compatable... I blame 2legs for any ruthless throwing out of stuff, this incompatability may result in and the consquent lack of space in my outside dustbin

I blame 2legs for the goat bones, in teh fridge

I blame 2legs for the half a pound of pinto and black beans, soaking in the kitchen.... and for the futile resistance of chocolate

I blame 2legs for my new drivers license photo. I look like a racoon.

I blame 2legs for sleepyness tiredness and the cold and for my need to do stuff today like clear out the loft

I blame 2legs for my poor hand-eye co ordination first thing in the morning and the relentless rain.

*resists the urge to at raccoon dragonqueen*

I blame 2legs for my aweful nights sleep.... or not sleep, really... went to bed at 2 AM... still awake at 4, so got up as I was thirsty by then, then I needed the loo... then I had a cigarette, and drank some water went back up to bed and was still awake in bed, at 6 AM gave up and got up some time just before 10 I'll be really* peeved if I can't manage a nap this afternoon I just hope my hand/eye coordiantion and wakefullness is* enough to allow me to go and clear my loft, in a little while, after lunch/breakfast/brunch

I blame 2legs for databases, and their insistence to not be simple

I blame 2legs for the drugs not working (caffine that is) and for my having* to try work up the energy to spring into action and do things, on perhaps two hours sleep

I blame 2legs for distracting DMs and for distracting storeys online...

I blame 2legs for not disciplining loonycat. They should know better than mocking a queen

I also blame 2legs for the current lack of proper

I blame 2legs for ice. All the streets are covered in it and the cars which have not yet been used today look like surreal skulptures.

I blame 2legs for all the junk in my loft, the pain one gets from bending, and stooping whilst sorting out all the junk in the loft, and for sorting out junk in the loft being so* boring
I also blame 2legs for the duck and the sheep I found in the loft so far. I wonder what other animals lurk therrin? (yes, I am checking all* the boxes for Schrovenger's cat)

I also blame 2legs for my finding homer simpson, and an approximate 1 million floppy discs

I blame 2legs for hiccups. Stop it. Please.

I blame 2legs for the noise... and my brain not coping well

I blame 2legs for insomnia, caffeine and distracting twitter DMs

I blame 2legs for insomnia and distracting twitter DMs, it taking me until gone 5 AM to fall asleep, despite getting in bed just* after 2 AM, and for my coffee not having enough caffine in it

I also blame 2legs for threads about meets getting derailed into conversations about bullwhips

Furthermore, I would like to blame 2legs for the hammering and other 'men at work' noises, coming from either my loft space/eeves storage at the back of the house, or the neighbours same section

And, whilst we're about it, I blame 2legs for the really bad wireless/radio reception that I've got since the scaffolding went up.

OH. bottoms. I blame 2legs for whatever that* noise was, coming out of err somehwere at the back of the block too* loud!

I blame 2legs for inept office staff who insist on putting my landline telephone number into a fax machine. So the bloody thing kept trying to connect .... I had to take the phone off the hook** for an hour or so.

** after I'd dialled and connected to them from my end

I blame 2legs for the mouse that got stuck up the back of the tumble drier and died.

This should never be allowed for several reasons. It's bad for mouse health, It's bad for machine maintenance, and if you catch a lungful of the steam it will make you dry-heave for ten minutes.

that, sounds, really* bad

I blame 2legs for sappy romantic books. and my liking thereof I also blame 2legs for all the noise ealrier today on the roof, and for the terrential rain last night, and for the lack of chocolate in the house; and for the real difficulity that is reading, sappy romantic stuff, without having choclate immediately to hand
Furthermore, I'd like to blame 2legs for the lack of bread in the house