Same old..........
So the date never happened, don't blame him, we're as bad as each other, i wanted to go out for Tina's birthday and i really do think sat in front of a film is a complete waste of a Friday night out!
I phoned him on Thursday to sound him out, i rang from the house phone, he didn't answer, probably didn't recognise the number, but he phoned me back, Quote.......Got your message, pictures? oh yeah that rings a bell, well to be honest, i was just going to go into town and get pissed, (who said we had nothing in common), why do you still want to go?".
Told him it was Tina's birthday, blah blah, he said sorry he'd forgotten, about 100 times and said he'd meet me in town.
MJ was at mine eating cake, when all this happened and was nodding agreeably as to how our relationship had come on leaps and bounds........Hmmm!
Friday.......got a txt from the AP himself "none of the lads are going out tonite, so you have a gud 1 with your mates and i'll c u tomorrow x".
Progress!!!!!!!!!
Turned out Friday was very poor turn out, Tina and Beth were potless, luckily Spug hadn't gone to Batley on the hen night, so i had A friend to go out with.
We called in the rose and crown for one, dire!!
Spoons we found, Ruth,Mark and co. who were sat in the no smoking section at the back, they didn't pull any chairs out for us or shuffle up so we could sit down, fuck em!
We went and stood by the door, for a fag and decided the only way forward was to get wellied.
Commercial, another in there, 3 in the Old house at home, where we were stood near Graham and Neil Jackson, He seems to give me a wide birth nowadays, probably due to my impromptu crying out bursts or the fact he knows all about Andy.
Dunno!
Ruth and her entourage turned up, Spug and i pulled up loads of seats for them to come and sit with us, as we are good wholesome people and 2 wrongs don't make a right.
I sang....it was rubbish!
Station, had 2 in there, chatted to James and James, then decided to go home, was wellied, tired and noone to pull in the regal, plus i'd left Maisie out!!
Home and in bed for 11.30pm, alone........not sure if this is a good or bad thing.
Saturday felt like Death!!!!!
Slept until 3pm, cleaned the bathroom, had 2 sausage, some beans and a poached egg, put my toast in the bin as it looked horrid (like cardboard that would grow and swell up in my throat and choke me..........probably).
Collected Spug, Beth and Tina at 6pm in a Collins cab straight to the sportsclub.
Had several slow shandies, was finally coming round until i took a long drag of my fag whilst telling a rather excitable story and nearly fucking passed out, honestly i went really faint and couldn't move my head for ages............not ideal!
We had a lovely day in the end, nothing like a good old gas with the girls, 2nd team came back from Farsley, they'd won the 1st match of the season (you'd thing they'd won the F.A cup), Caroline came to join us as all her posse were either on hen nights, or in the big city.
Before we knew it, it was nearly 10pm.....god doesn't time fly, when you're listening to tales of laying out dead bodies and old people with sores so big, you can stick your fist in them.............
Along with, my input of fluffy little bunnies and lashings of ginger beer.
Deano was mullered as usual, he bats quite early, so had been on the pop all afternoon, he is very funny, he's thinking of joining the police as a marksman..okay then.
John Porrait bellowed "OY BIRDS! .......TOWN", which meant it was time to go to weatherspoons, so we taxied along, us "birds" in a 7 seater and the boys made there own way.
Met Katy and Grant there, bless the cosy couple, we chatted about Dublin and how cool it's going to be.
Then i went to chat to John, who was slagging off Michael Piper, moved quickly along to Andy who wasn't slagging anyone off but telling a young whipper snapper of a cricket player, how many times he's broken his nose and how rugby was a "proper" game.
While patting my arse.
Last orders bell rang, Warren went home as he was working at 7am, Sun. Along with Grant and Katy.
Caroline went up to the regal with JPorrait.
Me, Spug, Andy and young boy who Andy had been tutoring how to sup like a rugby player, walked up cheapside, young boy at the back spewing his ring up all the while, Andy was saying "he's right, come on".
Regal.........the usual sweating, drinking, dancing.
I had a go at Andy for not showing me enough affection. Don't know why, as he's as tactile as a fucking crocodile unless he's had a skinfull, i then told him i was going to find myself a proper boyfriend, and i went off in a huff and spent approx 15 seconds scanning the regal dancefloor, nope..........no future husband material to be found there.
Andy was stood smugly with a can of red stripe for me, think he then knew he'd muckied his ticket so was a bit nicer to me, said sorry about the pictures a few more times and patted my bum another 1/2 dozen times, for good measure.
Think it was quite busy as i don't remember seeing Beth or Tina, saw Ruth though as i climbed out of the D.J box i caught my heel and nearly went arse over tit...........she was shrieking "ha ha ha haaaa you nearly fell", was so glad no one had seen me aswell!!!!
Dean then told Andy he was allowed to do any of the man jobs in my house, but to leave the fucking electrics alone as that was his job.
I love Dean, i've not seen him or Rach for ages.
Spug meanwhile was helping young whipper snapper cricket player, rid himself of the taste of sick with her tongue..........eugh!!!!!!!
That's it, blackout!! memory loss, remember dropping Caroline at her house, so she didn't get murdered by that fugitive who has been living on the greenway.
Then awoke up Sunday 9.45am in all my underwear, AP in a similar state, no horizontal jogging taken place then?
Has some sleeping Sunday morning sex with lots of snogging, then slept till lunch.
Afternoon was the usual flurry of activities, Tescos, washing, Marlene's, spent 2 fucking hours putting a new border up, so treat myself to an eastern spice, chicken bhuna, naan and boiled rice with 2 popodoms, phoned Kay to arrange for my hair cutting, watched sliding doors chick flick Sunday night and resisted the temptation to go to the pub with Spug or down to Ruth and Marks for Wine.
Yesterday did nowt much, did my roots and Matt phoned for a "fix of Karen?" for 1 hour.
Vacced the living room and went to bed at 10pm, didn't get to sleep until 2.30am this morning, fell a tad shabby today and have just been told to drive to Derby to pick up some gardening tools, CUNT!!!!!!!!
I phoned him on Thursday to sound him out, i rang from the house phone, he didn't answer, probably didn't recognise the number, but he phoned me back, Quote.......Got your message, pictures? oh yeah that rings a bell, well to be honest, i was just going to go into town and get pissed, (who said we had nothing in common), why do you still want to go?".
Told him it was Tina's birthday, blah blah, he said sorry he'd forgotten, about 100 times and said he'd meet me in town.
MJ was at mine eating cake, when all this happened and was nodding agreeably as to how our relationship had come on leaps and bounds........Hmmm!
Friday.......got a txt from the AP himself "none of the lads are going out tonite, so you have a gud 1 with your mates and i'll c u tomorrow x".
Progress!!!!!!!!!
Turned out Friday was very poor turn out, Tina and Beth were potless, luckily Spug hadn't gone to Batley on the hen night, so i had A friend to go out with.
We called in the rose and crown for one, dire!!
Spoons we found, Ruth,Mark and co. who were sat in the no smoking section at the back, they didn't pull any chairs out for us or shuffle up so we could sit down, fuck em!
We went and stood by the door, for a fag and decided the only way forward was to get wellied.
Commercial, another in there, 3 in the Old house at home, where we were stood near Graham and Neil Jackson, He seems to give me a wide birth nowadays, probably due to my impromptu crying out bursts or the fact he knows all about Andy.
Dunno!
Ruth and her entourage turned up, Spug and i pulled up loads of seats for them to come and sit with us, as we are good wholesome people and 2 wrongs don't make a right.
I sang....it was rubbish!
Station, had 2 in there, chatted to James and James, then decided to go home, was wellied, tired and noone to pull in the regal, plus i'd left Maisie out!!
Home and in bed for 11.30pm, alone........not sure if this is a good or bad thing.
Saturday felt like Death!!!!!
Slept until 3pm, cleaned the bathroom, had 2 sausage, some beans and a poached egg, put my toast in the bin as it looked horrid (like cardboard that would grow and swell up in my throat and choke me..........probably).
Collected Spug, Beth and Tina at 6pm in a Collins cab straight to the sportsclub.
Had several slow shandies, was finally coming round until i took a long drag of my fag whilst telling a rather excitable story and nearly fucking passed out, honestly i went really faint and couldn't move my head for ages............not ideal!
We had a lovely day in the end, nothing like a good old gas with the girls, 2nd team came back from Farsley, they'd won the 1st match of the season (you'd thing they'd won the F.A cup), Caroline came to join us as all her posse were either on hen nights, or in the big city.
Before we knew it, it was nearly 10pm.....god doesn't time fly, when you're listening to tales of laying out dead bodies and old people with sores so big, you can stick your fist in them.............
Along with, my input of fluffy little bunnies and lashings of ginger beer.
Deano was mullered as usual, he bats quite early, so had been on the pop all afternoon, he is very funny, he's thinking of joining the police as a marksman..okay then.
John Porrait bellowed "OY BIRDS! .......TOWN", which meant it was time to go to weatherspoons, so we taxied along, us "birds" in a 7 seater and the boys made there own way.
Met Katy and Grant there, bless the cosy couple, we chatted about Dublin and how cool it's going to be.
Then i went to chat to John, who was slagging off Michael Piper, moved quickly along to Andy who wasn't slagging anyone off but telling a young whipper snapper of a cricket player, how many times he's broken his nose and how rugby was a "proper" game.
While patting my arse.
Last orders bell rang, Warren went home as he was working at 7am, Sun. Along with Grant and Katy.
Caroline went up to the regal with JPorrait.
Me, Spug, Andy and young boy who Andy had been tutoring how to sup like a rugby player, walked up cheapside, young boy at the back spewing his ring up all the while, Andy was saying "he's right, come on".
Regal.........the usual sweating, drinking, dancing.
I had a go at Andy for not showing me enough affection. Don't know why, as he's as tactile as a fucking crocodile unless he's had a skinfull, i then told him i was going to find myself a proper boyfriend, and i went off in a huff and spent approx 15 seconds scanning the regal dancefloor, nope..........no future husband material to be found there.
Andy was stood smugly with a can of red stripe for me, think he then knew he'd muckied his ticket so was a bit nicer to me, said sorry about the pictures a few more times and patted my bum another 1/2 dozen times, for good measure.
Think it was quite busy as i don't remember seeing Beth or Tina, saw Ruth though as i climbed out of the D.J box i caught my heel and nearly went arse over tit...........she was shrieking "ha ha ha haaaa you nearly fell", was so glad no one had seen me aswell!!!!
Dean then told Andy he was allowed to do any of the man jobs in my house, but to leave the fucking electrics alone as that was his job.
I love Dean, i've not seen him or Rach for ages.
Spug meanwhile was helping young whipper snapper cricket player, rid himself of the taste of sick with her tongue..........eugh!!!!!!!
That's it, blackout!! memory loss, remember dropping Caroline at her house, so she didn't get murdered by that fugitive who has been living on the greenway.
Then awoke up Sunday 9.45am in all my underwear, AP in a similar state, no horizontal jogging taken place then?
Has some sleeping Sunday morning sex with lots of snogging, then slept till lunch.
Afternoon was the usual flurry of activities, Tescos, washing, Marlene's, spent 2 fucking hours putting a new border up, so treat myself to an eastern spice, chicken bhuna, naan and boiled rice with 2 popodoms, phoned Kay to arrange for my hair cutting, watched sliding doors chick flick Sunday night and resisted the temptation to go to the pub with Spug or down to Ruth and Marks for Wine.
Yesterday did nowt much, did my roots and Matt phoned for a "fix of Karen?" for 1 hour.
Vacced the living room and went to bed at 10pm, didn't get to sleep until 2.30am this morning, fell a tad shabby today and have just been told to drive to Derby to pick up some gardening tools, CUNT!!!!!!!!
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