I’m off to Leeds festival for the next couple of days so don’t expect an update before Sunday night at the earliest. In the meantime, some waffle. Are you sitting comfortable? Then I’ll begin…
 I am A **** Brick .
The **** brick is usually the kinda person that doesn’t like doing much. Turning down a nice romp in the park to his or her favorite television show and a nice big Mac or a box of chicken nuggets. Though **** bricks have their anti social flaws, what they lack in social values they make up for in laziness… But I guess that isn’t a good thing either way.. Ok, **** bricks are just lazy *****… |
Nice starter. I’m a lazy ****. We all knew that. No surprises. I started doing situps again over the last couple of days as I’m sick of looking pregnant. Only my stomach doesn’t like it. I’m having some kind of abdominal revolt. I think I’ll stand up *OUCH* no I ******* won’t.
I am currently back home and was greeted by a car parked in my driveway. Again. ********. It wasn’t ******-boy’s but another hot-hatch. Think its one of the slapper’s “friend”‘s. Anyway, I just blocked the tosser in. After about 45 mins – nigh on 1:00am – there was a knock on the door. Very, very quiet. I’d been earwigging and heard her tell him to “have words with me” about it. Oh, I was looking forward to this…
Opened the door and she was stood there. The little chickenshit didn’t even have the balls to ask me to move my car. Hell, he didn’t even look at me once.
“Can you move your car please?” *bats eyelashes* (she is kinda cute in a scuffery kind of way)
“Can you not park there again…. PLEASE” (note the lack of question mark. I made it obvious the “please” was purely there for sarcastic reasons)
She repeated my desires to the little toerag and he was off like a shot once I had my car out of the way. Next time, I ain’t moving. He’s been warned. And she can pass it on to the other backward-cap-wearing street urchins she’s *******. Next one’s getting a taxi home, cos my car ain’t shifting till I’m ready to move it.
What else? Well, done the work up in Aberdeen. Watched another **** game of football on the way down. Had 80 emails (50 spam) when I got home. Have to be up by 9:00 at the latest to sort my **** out and go pick people up. And I’ve not even looked at my regular cartoons or mates’ blogs yet! Or the video I’ve taped while I’m away. Argh.
Hey ho. Well, catch you all sometime in the future. Have a good weekend whatever you’re doing!
Have a cracking time at Leeds, babe… Weather seems to be ok, but hey it isn’t a festival without a little rain! 🙂