Proper.

I wish I had a proper camera. So I could take proper pictures and convey my proper, or sometimes not so, thoughts. Then I feel as thought I could have a proper blog, rather than taking others used pictures, which is not so proper. Perhaps then I could be mention in some other proper blog for my takes on the beauty of proper suburban life. Then be hired to take proper photos for someone else and receive some proper compensation. Maybe make a proper career of it.

But currently, I am properly happy. Especially when I over use proper british words.