The cat's ate all the bloody paté!
29 January 2007
27 January 2007
Why is it, that the time you go up the shops without a scrap of make up on and with your male flatmate in tow is the one time there's a cute guy within a 5 mile radius of your backwater of a town!
Fan fuckin (I'm never going to have sex ever again am I?) tabulous.
Also LC has reminded of the wonder that is Mastercheat and the huge amount of histrionics accompanying the current series. But why oh why can someone tell me does it have to impinge on my pie eating enjoyment. I don't know what Mr MacDougall is playing at but can you please return to your normal steak and mushroom pie recipe and not something with steak from only the finest rare breed fed on luxurious lush green grass from the outer Hebrides complete with chanterelle mushrooms found only in the remotest part of wanker island.
I mean c'mon it's a bloody PIE!
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15 January 2007
Ok so very brief report re Londinium as I don't want this blog become unanonymous (ooh new madey uppy word). Anyhoo weekend went something like this:
Uppy, packing, ironing, ball hunting
Driving to Reading, teaage, hugging, car squeezing
Chauffered to Heathrow, hugging, car squeezing, fox's glacier fruits
Navigator to Hammersmith, parking space, FREE over the weekend, rejoicing
Unpack, remove arms from boot, drinkage, more huggage
Tesco's, drunk, skating, more drunk, bruise, bad behaviour
Lovely convo with strangers, collapsage
Early uppage and forceful showerage, poemage, followed by lardy breakfastage
Decorating skills needed, only the truly talented should apply
Thousands of huggage but no chocolate cock consumption
Got to shout 'perm headed wanker' at an actor
Runnage (don't do running, what was I thinking) and thankfully no muddage
Hopscotch, furlongs, Auction slave, post its
Watching, singing, dancing, wearing a coc on my head
Repeat stage 1 of Saturday without the poem
Then repeat most of Friday in reverse
Photo fever resulting in PC melt down
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11 January 2007
Yesterday I got paid to go and blewdey things up, tommorrow I'm off to Londinium and may wear a waste paper bin on my head.
Maybe this year won't be so bad...certainly would've liked the old horoscope to have forecasted that!
Please don't make the place messy whilst I'm away...but make yourself at home. :)
Excreted by Jools at 7:47 pm
05 January 2007
Ok, so due to trippage to Londinium next weekend I have once again graced my local high tec library with my presence and have come away with:
Bram Stoker - Dracula (not cause of the disappointing Marc Warren thing on the beeb but cause of the great cover...just red fangs on a white background - cool or what?)
Ricky Gervais - The world of Karl Pilkington
David Nicholls - Starter for ten
Anthony Kiedis - Scar tissue
Lissa Evans - Odd One Out
Christina Jones - Love potions
H G Wells - The history of Mr Polly
So I'm pretty sure abut the last 3 as I've read the authors before, but what about the other lot...anyone read them, any suggestions?
Where shall I start and what looks befitting on a huge yellow and blue bus on its way to London?
Hoping you're all having a fab start to year. Snoggage update - still 0
Oh yeh and 'no contemporary culture knowledge' girl at work today started the day by wandering into the office with a freezer shelf. Well you would wouldn't you? and they say we're backwards in the sticks!
Actually this was after our attempt to improve 'no contemporary culture knowledge girl's' (NCCKG) comp temporary culture knowledge..which went something along the lines of:
Me - Right so let start with some bands then...ok have you heard of Metallica?
NCCKG - Oh yeh I think we might have their album, has it got like blood on the cover?
Me - Blimey that's good yeh one of them does, well done (proceed to inform band members names and best hits, thinking ok this might not be so hard)
Me - Ok so what about Suede then?
NCCKG - Oh yeh they're the ones that did that Christmas song didn't they......
(after much laughter and weeping and snottage, we eventually inform NCCKG..no darling that would be Slade, the ones with the big boots and dodgy hair). Bless.
Excreted by Jools at 8:07 pm
01 January 2007
Hangover - ikkle
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