Karen's being a poo-head and telling me off for not blogging - she seems to forget that some of us have jobs where we actually have to work
OK the last week is below, I am aware that I need to write the entry for the week before but that will take time which is something I don't have at the minute:
Tuesday 6 December: Andrew was off work. I worked till 6.30 woke him up, we played on computer till 3.48. Not much else to report on that day unless you want me to go into how we actually played the computer game.
Wednesday 7 December: Had a meeting in the afternoon and left it at 3.30 and went xmas shopping. Bought Andrew a camera and a casino game, a few other bits and bobs and a watch for me (£4.99 - bargain). Got home at 6pm made sausage and mash and played on the computer again, this time till about 02.30
Thursday 8 December: Feeling very tired at work and unable to focus on my computer screen. Got home at 6.30 ish I think, woke Andrew up at 7. Watched a bit of telly, including little britain. Played on computer game a bit and went out. Went to amusements but weren't lucky. Went to Churchill's and I sang some Elton, Andrew went wandering and I stayed put. Found out that Mighty Mick, the ex-karakoke man had died in Lanzarote where he'd moved to. He was 44. I was gutted and feel v bad. I slept with his boyfriend and there we are, only 13 months later - he's dead. And it probably was of a broken heart - or at least a heart attack. RIP Mick. Went home and to bed at 2.30.
Friday 9 December: Felt shit when I woke up and Andrew suggested that I ring in sick which I did - I didn't fancy another day of the computer screen playing tricks with me. Slept till 1pm, watched shit TV. Andrew was working 7-6 so he left at five-ish (He was looking pretty fine in his nice blue shirt) and I went to meet Janet for 3 pints at the same time. Went shopping afterwards and had garlic bread, and samosas for tea while watching telly, roasted a chicken and went to bed at 1ish.
Saturday 10 December: Andrew woke me when he got in at 8.00 but I went back to bed with him. Up again at 12. Xmas shopping and getting shoes resoled and heeled. Back home for 3. Andrew was working at 6 so needed to be out by 4. Andrew was tired and seemed out of sorts and I left home with him to pick up shoes and buy more stuff (digital radio - rubbish argos gave me 12 batteries instead of 6!). Went for a pint as I was feeling a bit down - unappreciated by Andrew and knocked for 6 still by Mighty Mick's death. Had 8 in the end. Chatted to some nice straight men who'd come out for a quiet pint of two in the village - went to The New Union then and was stalked by my stalker which wasn't good. Home at 10.30. Fell asleep watching Xtra factor repeat.
Sunday 11 December: Andrew woke me at 7.25. We watched and laughed about the fire in Hemel near where he used to live. He was nice and made up for his curtness the day before. Bed at 8.20, back up at 1pm. Watched TV. Woke him at 4, he went off to work at 5. More telly, phoned my mum and karen, had chicken for dinner, watched royal variety performance, hoovered in living room, washed and dried clothes and washed up, bed at 1.30am.
Tuesday 6 December: Andrew was off work. I worked till 6.30 woke him up, we played on computer till 3.48. Not much else to report on that day unless you want me to go into how we actually played the computer game.
Wednesday 7 December: Had a meeting in the afternoon and left it at 3.30 and went xmas shopping. Bought Andrew a camera and a casino game, a few other bits and bobs and a watch for me (£4.99 - bargain). Got home at 6pm made sausage and mash and played on the computer again, this time till about 02.30
Thursday 8 December: Feeling very tired at work and unable to focus on my computer screen. Got home at 6.30 ish I think, woke Andrew up at 7. Watched a bit of telly, including little britain. Played on computer game a bit and went out. Went to amusements but weren't lucky. Went to Churchill's and I sang some Elton, Andrew went wandering and I stayed put. Found out that Mighty Mick, the ex-karakoke man had died in Lanzarote where he'd moved to. He was 44. I was gutted and feel v bad. I slept with his boyfriend and there we are, only 13 months later - he's dead. And it probably was of a broken heart - or at least a heart attack. RIP Mick. Went home and to bed at 2.30.
Friday 9 December: Felt shit when I woke up and Andrew suggested that I ring in sick which I did - I didn't fancy another day of the computer screen playing tricks with me. Slept till 1pm, watched shit TV. Andrew was working 7-6 so he left at five-ish (He was looking pretty fine in his nice blue shirt) and I went to meet Janet for 3 pints at the same time. Went shopping afterwards and had garlic bread, and samosas for tea while watching telly, roasted a chicken and went to bed at 1ish.
Saturday 10 December: Andrew woke me when he got in at 8.00 but I went back to bed with him. Up again at 12. Xmas shopping and getting shoes resoled and heeled. Back home for 3. Andrew was working at 6 so needed to be out by 4. Andrew was tired and seemed out of sorts and I left home with him to pick up shoes and buy more stuff (digital radio - rubbish argos gave me 12 batteries instead of 6!). Went for a pint as I was feeling a bit down - unappreciated by Andrew and knocked for 6 still by Mighty Mick's death. Had 8 in the end. Chatted to some nice straight men who'd come out for a quiet pint of two in the village - went to The New Union then and was stalked by my stalker which wasn't good. Home at 10.30. Fell asleep watching Xtra factor repeat.
Sunday 11 December: Andrew woke me at 7.25. We watched and laughed about the fire in Hemel near where he used to live. He was nice and made up for his curtness the day before. Bed at 8.20, back up at 1pm. Watched TV. Woke him at 4, he went off to work at 5. More telly, phoned my mum and karen, had chicken for dinner, watched royal variety performance, hoovered in living room, washed and dried clothes and washed up, bed at 1.30am.
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