Yesterday our house was photographed and measured up etc… Lovely lady named Liz came to do it. Was looking after Megan, who had written a chapter of her “romantic novel” before I woke up. We both went to the bank after Liz had been. She was surprisingly well behaved, so we got apple latices and cream eggs. I like cream eggs.
Spent the day working on physics plan, was v dull.
In the evening Jack and Sam whisked me off to the charlotte to see uncle brian. More than made up for crap physics. Picked up a load of free stuff from a band I’ve never heard of and an uncle brian sticker + plectrum. Jack had a song dedicated to him. Keiran failed to get a kiss from the drummer, but I got a high five. =D
Got back at a fairly resonable hour but still ended up having an argument with ma, something must have upset her at pantomime rehearsals.
This morning rode around barkby with sarah. Was a really good ride, despite the weather, which was grim. Got home to find a newly implanted “for sale” sign, which was a bit of a shock.
Went to work at 12:30, which was completely pointless as there was only one table in for the whole shift. Ended up cleaning the fridges. After the shift we were nearly caught playing darts by phil and kate, think we got away with it though.
This eve will be spent quietly at home. Tomorrow have a training session at work, new chemicals for cleaning etc. Then am taking sam and megan to the cinema, then am working properly.
BBQ on sat, be there! :p
Long time no post. I actually haven’t been online properly since Friday.
Sat I got up early to finish menage at yard. Spent nearly the entire day on it. Bout killed meself. Eve was great though, took alice to piccies to see hitch. Wasn’t as girly as I’d thought it would be. Went to nandos, which was great. The frozen yoghurt was ‘lame’ though. Lame’s a cool word. Ended up in local hero. Got cab back in the end, learned all about mortgages. Parents were home when I got back.
Sunday I slept in. Went to work. Went driving on yard. Went to work. Did the quiz, was fun! Went home, went to bed.
Monday I got up early to do horse and dog. Went back to bed. Got up about lunch time. Didn’t do very much at all until getting horse in later. Then we walked to melton. Yes, 11 miles of verge next to an A road. We arrived to Mr. C’s party at about 11. Sam threw a spud at his crotch. The party strongly resembled the host, in many aspects. There was a creepy rachel/hannah girl there who seemed determined to touch me, despite the facts that:
- A: She looked like a man
- B: She was from melton
- C: I am kinda spoken for on that front
- D: I felt like throwing up anyway, even before she put her hand on my leg… *shudder*
Got home at about 9:15 this morning. Slept for a bit. Went to leicester. Browsed for ages. Booked an appointment with new bank tomorrow.
Now just have to brave work. Shouldn’t be too bad, tis tues and phil ‘n’ kates day off.
(The contender for todays title was: “Daffodils, watch your pockets!”)
Been talking to Martin Cooper (”You cannot survive by sucking the juice from a wet mitten”):
You cannot survive by sucking the juice from a wet mitten says:
… n they invited me to ‘keep rosey company’
“rap becomes rape with e” - stay away from chemicals says:
hah!
You cannot survive by sucking the juice from a wet mitten says:
y u say tht?
“rap becomes rape with e” - stay away from chemicals says:
because she either fancies you, or she will be boring as hell
You cannot survive by sucking the juice from a wet mitten says:
lol
You cannot survive by sucking the juice from a wet mitten says:
well as i said to them i have spoken to her 1nce n that wasnt that interesting
“rap becomes rape with e” - stay away from chemicals says:
either way your screwed
I have to tell you all that this will be hilarious. If Rosy actually talks to him for more than 10 mins the whole night I’ll be surprised. Then again it’s a while sinc we last spoke… Who knows?
Today was great. Sun was out in all it’s glory. Paddy had day off though. So spent most of day chilling, or puzzling over the electrical resistance of bricks, and how heat affects it.
Party last night was class. Superb. Top notch. I got adequately drunk without being overly homosexual. I got served at 2 separate off licences, bringing my winning streak to 5.
Work this eve was fine. Double pay because it’s a bank holiday, this meant Phil wanted shot of us though so only did 3 hours. Still, 6 hours isn’t bad for a friday. Was with jade, so was a laugh.
Jack and Sam called after lunch, with water pistols. We all got vair’ vair’ wet. Was good fun though, the cats still not forgiven me…
One of janes items had reached £30 last time I checked. *checks-again* Tis still £30.
And tis my bedtime now, g’night peeps.
Kicked off the day with a long ride: Queni, East Goscote, Ratcliffe, Thrussington, Rearsby, East Goscote, Queni. Was fun. Weather was great. Meant having to tackle the roundabout twice though, which really worries me.
Lunch next: Cob (ham and mustard) and doritos from postoffice.
After that Jade, Sam and Jack turned up on my doorstep. We messed around with the whaletattoo styles, then went to park. Ventured down to the “environment area”, an end of the park with the brook and trees and stuff, fenced off. Saw that the brook was all stagnant and nasty, remembered it wasn’t when we were little kids: Proceeded to clear all the debris so that the water flowed better.
Next up was bringing the padmeister in.
Straight after that I was due at Janes. Gave her and her sister a lesson about image manipulation and eBay. Went well, we listed three items. Check out janes account. Had to cut the lesson short though because…
Jade was supposed to be calling for me at 6. At £10 an hour I dislike cutting lessons short immensely. Got home at quarter to 6. Picked up a missed call from sam: “Jades not picking us up, she thought you’d be late.” Now first of all I am always punctual, and I keep to my word. Secondly I’d gone out of my way to meet her like she asked. Bah!
Anyway sam will be here soon and we’ll *walk* to keirans. Prob buy some beer on the way too, would have bought jade some smirmoff, but never mind. *Gets all snotty*
Was a good day really though.
Oh and yeah, the title refers to the dyke I saw on way home from Janes.
A wholly superior day.
In the morning I did padman. Spent morning overhauling whaletattoo.com: Tis much more elegant now, scriptwise anyway. Click the buffallo to swap styles, more options coming soon.
Had a sensible lunch of cob (beef and mustard), crisps, mars bar and an orange. Afternoon was spent mainly riding. The weather was lovely so I just carried on. pat had mucked out so I didnt have to do much in that respect. Went all round Gaddesby, Barsy, Ashby Folleville, Twyford, South Croxton, Beeby, Barky and home. Took just over 4 hours, which is pretty good going.
Got back and untacked et al.
Got home, found package addressed to Joe Wright. Sender “Zippo Co” overnight from the states, well I’m buggered if he’s gonna have that. Gave it to dad, who came home early. Was a $50 lighter. Also discovered that the postlady had delivered my provisional driving licence, which is nice.
Had good tea of lasagne with dad. Then he went to rehearsals and I ate choc ice cream. Also the house is being valued tomorrow, so have been sporadically tidying all day.
Have discovered some really weird crap in my room… The mind boggles!
Anyway, theres more tidying to be done.
Tom
To top it all off, was called into work by nikki. She rang just as I was eating my pizza and I didnt recognize the voice, or I would probably have said that yes, I was busy. Bah. Was incredibly busy.
Didn’t see joe on the doorstep on my way in, praps he’s found a ditch somewhere.
Anyway, I’m gonna go rant somewhere else.
Tonight have locked out the chavs. I have applied the deadlock on the front door. Have used a bike lock to keep secure the side gate and am locking the back door whenever I’m not in. Further I have changed the password on the computer upstairs and removed the modem. I have locked the garage. I have even locked the windows. I’m fucking sick of chavs.
This is all because Joe has used the power of the internet to spend £520 on my dads debit card. I think I may kill him when I find him. This is the last straw. The last couple of days have all been chavtastic rap crap, smoking, drinking and eating my food. Absolutely sick of it. Grrrr!
In other news I couldn’t dig ditches today due to rain. Instead I started work on the new menage. Was very wet and very cold and very muddy all day.
In fact, todays one redeeming feature was the cob I had for lunch. From the post office it was corned beef and pickle.
I’m off now to eat pizza, by myself. Oh joy.
Tonight I learnt how to throw darts. It’s not hard, but takes practice methinks. I’ve never really done it before, so was very interesting. Started off playing killer, then 301. Killer I was thrashed at, but it was close with 301.
Previously I had spent most of the day with alice. Paddy wasn’t impressed. He never is.
Kicked off at 6:55 to sort his lordship up for the day. Then rushed to meet her ladyship in leicester. McDonalds is not as shite as I remember, maybe I was too tired. Although I was annoyed that they don’t serve mcflurrys til later.
During the day the house was invaded by chavs. Hordes of them. Like flies. All laying eggs and splurging digestive juices on my food. Coincidentally they made my lunch… Oh eck.
Work was pretty average, if a little busy.
Don’t have to be up to early tomorrow, but I’m getting a delivery at 9:30, then am digging ditches all day.
Huzzah!
Tom
PS “Nunganungas!”
Nah, it’s not really. I just find that word amazingly funny.
Kicked off the day with an early (long) ride followed by mucking out and all that jazz. Then a really slow day at work, during which nothing of interest happened. Brought pad in, came home. Thats it.
Weather was muggy.
Have added whole host of features to whaletattoo.com, check em out.
That really is it though…
First let me explain the title… Tonight I was working. Went to the bar and a strange guy asks me if I’m gay. I reply “I’m straight, sorry to disappoint.” and walk away. Later on and I return, first guy has gone but his friend remains. He says he loved my comeback (”What comeback?”) and that his friend had been trying to mess me up, apparently I’d made him look like an arse. This made me feel good.
Also feel good was spending a day in town avec le louse (she hates me calling her that…) and finding out that we’d won best stall at the national trade fair in stratford today.
On the negative side, have just arrived home to an asleep house: Something is not right. Ah well, I’m sure the shit’ll hit in the morning.
Am now going to work on website.
Night all!
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