Wednesday, 1 April 2009

Brosa and the Pep Pills


*gulp*

"I really should find a pharmacist that can actually read!"

Sunday, 22 March 2009

Brosa and the Hell On Earth


"This is no fun!!!" Brosa lamented, "Why do those lab technicians set incredibly dull and pointless work?! I'd rather eat paint-brushes that do this soul-sapping bilge!"
"I think Karma is getting back at me for cooking that Seagull Pie..."

*sigh*

Saturday, 21 March 2009

Brosa and the Noisy Beasts


Brosa suffered a terrible morning.

Three seagulls were perched on her recycling bin, and were cackling like a great babble of drunken tourists.

"I hardly think they're screaming for ice-cream at this time of the morning!" thought Brosa.

But not to worry:

"They really should go back to where they came from (probably England or somewhere). Otherwise, I will catch them, and they will go in my pie! Ho ho ho!"



Thursday, 19 March 2009

Brosa and the Rush Homework

Brosa is smart.
Brosa loves improvising.
Brosa is environmentally friendly.
Brosa finishes her work on recyclable materials :]
...Brosa just hopes that Dr Árason hasn't lost his contact lenses to read Brosa's meek handwriting.

Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Brosa and the Sunny Day

"What a beautiful day! Spring is here already. Perfect excuse to wear my sunhat and shades."
"Such pity we can't have lectures outdoors... this sunshine is far too good to waste."

Tuesday, 17 March 2009

Brosa and the Phylogenetic Tree


"Those scientists sure know how to ruin a wonderful theory using drab diagrams."

Brosa Does Lunch!

"Mmmmmmmmm!! Mackarel, my favourite! The perfect lunch after spending my morning listening to a halitosis sufferer droning on and on about 'Rainfall catchments'."

Sunday, 15 March 2009

"Pop!" went the Brosa!


Brosa! The cosmetically-altered feline!