its raining again!
had a mad week, worked everyday (almost), so not much sleep and i earned the weekend off for a change hooray! so i have left all the domestic duties for today so i could spend a leisurly day catching up whilst waiting for the washer to finish, what an exciting life i do lead!
so to the weekend, i new it was going to be a good weekend when i got to work early friday morning, (that would be 3 minutes early for work, usually i'm dead on time how proud was i) to find all the staff laid on the corridor floor in a striaght line(?) i choose to ignore them and went put the kettle on as i was early, and don't usually have time for tea and noone was going to spoil it! how they laughed they had all fainted cos i was early ha ha ha. nobbas. my tea was nice!
so friday i finished work at 2pm met leanne in the pub for lunch at 3pm and started with a nice couple of pints followed by a couple more.by 7pm i was well on my way but leanne needed to go home and get changed so she could look respectable, i however took the oppotunity to have a power nap instead of a shower and still managed to go out looking gorgeous.so was back out for 9pm on the dot had plenty of vodka to wash doown the larger then found myself in the centre of the dance floor stutting my stuff at which point i decided it was time to go home.
saturday i was nursing a hangover from hell. managed to get up at 11 potter about in town and was back in bed for 7pm with a vid. however, simon then appeared it was after all his birthday, and although he has been pissing me of resently with his elusiveness and his i don't care or give a shit attitude, i decided to let it lie as it was his birthday and what the hell i fancy the pants of him. so off to the pub again, hair of the dog always works. found some random strangers in the pub to talk to, who were having a big party apperently back at there house, simon left to go with them apperently i said i would catch them up, but by the time i staggered out the pub there was not a sole in sight, however did have a quick glance down the road which is when kfc caught my eye and the party seem to escape my memory.
arrived back home all geased up and happy as larry! however simon, who was now sat on the doorstep appently could have been murdered or be sat in a pool of blood dying (hes 28 if anyone was wondering, an obviously never been out with the magically disappering horner, therefore not use to been left alone for 1\2 an hour. even though he was 4 doors away from dans house!help!) and neither me or dan would have cared and he'd rung us a thousands time. at this point i almost lost the will to live he was giving the puffs a run for there money with the drama of it all, however it was his birthday, and he is gorgeous so i let him spout on for another 1\2 hour before going to bedfordshire.
sunday had a leisurly lunch with lady leane, and watched a film in the afternoon, got home to dan, who has decided to take on the role of a mother, "its 8pm though you were going out to lunch" won't start to compare him to janet(my mother) as she would not lower herself to such comments. then starts going off on one about how i piss all my wage up and blar blar blar told him he was jealous cos i have a social life instead of a text wife and went to bed. twat.
so to the weekend, i new it was going to be a good weekend when i got to work early friday morning, (that would be 3 minutes early for work, usually i'm dead on time how proud was i) to find all the staff laid on the corridor floor in a striaght line(?) i choose to ignore them and went put the kettle on as i was early, and don't usually have time for tea and noone was going to spoil it! how they laughed they had all fainted cos i was early ha ha ha. nobbas. my tea was nice!
so friday i finished work at 2pm met leanne in the pub for lunch at 3pm and started with a nice couple of pints followed by a couple more.by 7pm i was well on my way but leanne needed to go home and get changed so she could look respectable, i however took the oppotunity to have a power nap instead of a shower and still managed to go out looking gorgeous.so was back out for 9pm on the dot had plenty of vodka to wash doown the larger then found myself in the centre of the dance floor stutting my stuff at which point i decided it was time to go home.
saturday i was nursing a hangover from hell. managed to get up at 11 potter about in town and was back in bed for 7pm with a vid. however, simon then appeared it was after all his birthday, and although he has been pissing me of resently with his elusiveness and his i don't care or give a shit attitude, i decided to let it lie as it was his birthday and what the hell i fancy the pants of him. so off to the pub again, hair of the dog always works. found some random strangers in the pub to talk to, who were having a big party apperently back at there house, simon left to go with them apperently i said i would catch them up, but by the time i staggered out the pub there was not a sole in sight, however did have a quick glance down the road which is when kfc caught my eye and the party seem to escape my memory.
arrived back home all geased up and happy as larry! however simon, who was now sat on the doorstep appently could have been murdered or be sat in a pool of blood dying (hes 28 if anyone was wondering, an obviously never been out with the magically disappering horner, therefore not use to been left alone for 1\2 an hour. even though he was 4 doors away from dans house!help!) and neither me or dan would have cared and he'd rung us a thousands time. at this point i almost lost the will to live he was giving the puffs a run for there money with the drama of it all, however it was his birthday, and he is gorgeous so i let him spout on for another 1\2 hour before going to bedfordshire.
sunday had a leisurly lunch with lady leane, and watched a film in the afternoon, got home to dan, who has decided to take on the role of a mother, "its 8pm though you were going out to lunch" won't start to compare him to janet(my mother) as she would not lower herself to such comments. then starts going off on one about how i piss all my wage up and blar blar blar told him he was jealous cos i have a social life instead of a text wife and went to bed. twat.
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