Lard arse!
God I've tossed this weekend off! I feel like a right sloth and am going to be active girl next weekend!
It all started on Thursday when i spent £110 on 2 Radley handbags, I'd only called in the White rose to get Hayley a birthday voucher, ended up with some new jewellery and another shrug.......I'm a shopping addict!
Went out with work on Thursday night, had a lovely meal at the Nawaab, it was a bit steep at £25 a head but that was including all our Cobras, I'd foolishly got a lift into Leeds from Steven, so i could have a drink (but once i start i can't stop), the Jews went home at a reasonable hour to their wives, Paul and i ended up in the Griffin in Gildersome, absolutely steaming drunk.
Steven had been bezzing around in my new car all night, made him drop Paul home, he was shrieking like a girl in his cul-de-sac peering through his living room window "fucking dogs on me sofa and the bitch is still up, she's on internet", all highly amusing at gone midnight when you're sozzled.
Friday morning i fooking knew about it, midweek drinking is neither big or clever, struggled through the day with all the gusto of a corpse, spent most of it looking for David a birthday present (got him a Suduko game and a pair of boss cufflinks in the end) and sat in the DVLA, had a parking ticket when i came out, fooking brilliant.
Sulked all afternoon, sent AP a txt to try and get sympathy, got a "serve you right" txt back and actually had a tear in my eye, i was so tired and miserable when i opened it.
Twat!
Leigh sent me home at 4.30pm as he couldn't bare to look at me anymore, i was in bed at 5pm, slept till 7.30pm. Spent the evening watching DVD's and not going into town with everyone else for Hayley's birthday.
Saturday spent the day, erm.........watching dvd's (note to self, laying on sofa smoking is NOT a hobby).
Picked KF up in a cab at 6pm, we waited for Grant to get back from Baildon then 5 of us got a taxi over to Headingly to meet up with the other 22 party goers all out celebrating John's birthday, if i was to be perfectly honest the only bonus of trailing all that way to shlek from pub to pub mingling amongst students was, i got to see EMMA......hurrah!
We arrived at the Arc bar at about 8ish, little AP was well on his way after 3 pints in there and the 4 he'd already had at the club, don't know how it came about but him and Grant were readily agreeing that it was every mans fantasy to shag a big black woman, i was a tad cross and played on it all night!
Woz and Caroline went home as Warren was working the next day and they were saving their cash to buy a puppy.
We caught up with the rest of our lot, who were already in the Box, Andy was trollied and mumbling, we should buy a pub or at least think about getting a tenancy, the the next breath as we are going to stay together forever, he "wanted loads of kids, a full rugby team".............best get a fucking move on.
Anyhow, we got to the BOX......everyone was wankered, Found Emma after 100 misscalls and a similar amount of txts, yippee! had a good old natter, the next 3 hrs passed in a blu, highlights.................Deano calling Emma "a big bastard", he was the drunkest man in the world, was carrying spazzy Ange round on his shoulders, taking his shirt off and wearing a ladies fake fur gillet, looking like a bad ass pimp.
Poor John P, had a pint of top shelf bought, downed it in one and faded fast soon after.
It was fooking rammed in there, Emm got a round in, bless her.........she gave her £20 to Mez as he'd already been served, don't think she got any change.
I got the next round £17, dunno who was drinking poncy vodka, orange and cranberries.
But they had the right idea as the lager was flat as a fart, Emma was only having a few as she'd a double driving lesson yesterday, when i say a few she was still having vodka and cokes with pint chasers and was last seen staggering off with her mates downstairs and had just left her coat and her bag with all her worldly belongings in on the pool table.
The night just got messier, AP was acting like a hooligan and was waving his arms around chanting, the buffoon, 1/2 of our crowd had left, Bev,Liam, Carl, Nichola, JP and Clare. Found Emma and gave her her bag back, me,Andy, Grant and Katy shared a cb back, another £25, dropped them 2 at Eastern Spice, me and Andy fell into bed at midnight after our 6 hr drinking session, fell asleep to the murmuring of nice boyfriend, "i didn't mean it Karen, i fancy you more than any nigger!"
Sunday up for the usual, creature of habit!, wasted another day entirely, after i'd thrown Andy out into the snow, snook back under quilt grinning like a cheshire cat, went to Mothers for Sunday dinner, Ruth invited me (wouldn't have gone if i'd have known i was washing up), then yesterday evening, yep you guessed it, i watched DVD's sipping on fine wine and eating Welsh rarebit as i am posh! now i own Radley handbags!
It all started on Thursday when i spent £110 on 2 Radley handbags, I'd only called in the White rose to get Hayley a birthday voucher, ended up with some new jewellery and another shrug.......I'm a shopping addict!
Went out with work on Thursday night, had a lovely meal at the Nawaab, it was a bit steep at £25 a head but that was including all our Cobras, I'd foolishly got a lift into Leeds from Steven, so i could have a drink (but once i start i can't stop), the Jews went home at a reasonable hour to their wives, Paul and i ended up in the Griffin in Gildersome, absolutely steaming drunk.
Steven had been bezzing around in my new car all night, made him drop Paul home, he was shrieking like a girl in his cul-de-sac peering through his living room window "fucking dogs on me sofa and the bitch is still up, she's on internet", all highly amusing at gone midnight when you're sozzled.
Friday morning i fooking knew about it, midweek drinking is neither big or clever, struggled through the day with all the gusto of a corpse, spent most of it looking for David a birthday present (got him a Suduko game and a pair of boss cufflinks in the end) and sat in the DVLA, had a parking ticket when i came out, fooking brilliant.
Sulked all afternoon, sent AP a txt to try and get sympathy, got a "serve you right" txt back and actually had a tear in my eye, i was so tired and miserable when i opened it.
Twat!
Leigh sent me home at 4.30pm as he couldn't bare to look at me anymore, i was in bed at 5pm, slept till 7.30pm. Spent the evening watching DVD's and not going into town with everyone else for Hayley's birthday.
Saturday spent the day, erm.........watching dvd's (note to self, laying on sofa smoking is NOT a hobby).
Picked KF up in a cab at 6pm, we waited for Grant to get back from Baildon then 5 of us got a taxi over to Headingly to meet up with the other 22 party goers all out celebrating John's birthday, if i was to be perfectly honest the only bonus of trailing all that way to shlek from pub to pub mingling amongst students was, i got to see EMMA......hurrah!
We arrived at the Arc bar at about 8ish, little AP was well on his way after 3 pints in there and the 4 he'd already had at the club, don't know how it came about but him and Grant were readily agreeing that it was every mans fantasy to shag a big black woman, i was a tad cross and played on it all night!
Woz and Caroline went home as Warren was working the next day and they were saving their cash to buy a puppy.
We caught up with the rest of our lot, who were already in the Box, Andy was trollied and mumbling, we should buy a pub or at least think about getting a tenancy, the the next breath as we are going to stay together forever, he "wanted loads of kids, a full rugby team".............best get a fucking move on.
Anyhow, we got to the BOX......everyone was wankered, Found Emma after 100 misscalls and a similar amount of txts, yippee! had a good old natter, the next 3 hrs passed in a blu, highlights.................Deano calling Emma "a big bastard", he was the drunkest man in the world, was carrying spazzy Ange round on his shoulders, taking his shirt off and wearing a ladies fake fur gillet, looking like a bad ass pimp.
Poor John P, had a pint of top shelf bought, downed it in one and faded fast soon after.
It was fooking rammed in there, Emm got a round in, bless her.........she gave her £20 to Mez as he'd already been served, don't think she got any change.
I got the next round £17, dunno who was drinking poncy vodka, orange and cranberries.
But they had the right idea as the lager was flat as a fart, Emma was only having a few as she'd a double driving lesson yesterday, when i say a few she was still having vodka and cokes with pint chasers and was last seen staggering off with her mates downstairs and had just left her coat and her bag with all her worldly belongings in on the pool table.
The night just got messier, AP was acting like a hooligan and was waving his arms around chanting, the buffoon, 1/2 of our crowd had left, Bev,Liam, Carl, Nichola, JP and Clare. Found Emma and gave her her bag back, me,Andy, Grant and Katy shared a cb back, another £25, dropped them 2 at Eastern Spice, me and Andy fell into bed at midnight after our 6 hr drinking session, fell asleep to the murmuring of nice boyfriend, "i didn't mean it Karen, i fancy you more than any nigger!"
Sunday up for the usual, creature of habit!, wasted another day entirely, after i'd thrown Andy out into the snow, snook back under quilt grinning like a cheshire cat, went to Mothers for Sunday dinner, Ruth invited me (wouldn't have gone if i'd have known i was washing up), then yesterday evening, yep you guessed it, i watched DVD's sipping on fine wine and eating Welsh rarebit as i am posh! now i own Radley handbags!
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