Meh?
I'm paranoid, you know. Friday got along all fine and dandy, although in the spirit of true farce my mum actualy *hadn't* told my Dad that I'd left uni, which led to a rather interesting, if slightly confused conversation over some rancid cider. He took it relatively well, which was a surprise, but I suspect that's down to the fact that he's having to deal with so many other issues right now that he just hasn't got the time to trip me up on my (possibly already deceased) prospective future. Ah well. At least I've survived intact.
Which reminds me: My dad is an *Old Horse*, and make no mistake! He's managed to set into motion the proceedings that, when completed, will result in an *ickle little baaaaaaby*, a Dan v2, if you will. His wife to be is, amazingly, some three months pregnant. Which is pretty cool, although it does sound odd to me that when Paul Stubbs jnr is *my* age, *I'll* be the ripe and decrepid age of 44. Urgh. Old-skool Brotherly love, how....meh.
In other news: We recieved our new batch of toys at work today. Amongst the Girls Toys section we found a small, innocious-looking package that, in bright and airy type, announced itself to be "Tracy Tinkle". The toy includes one Tracy doll, one plastic potty, a vial of oddly-coloured water (I hope to God that's not what the colour is *supposed* to be) and some....towels. Jesus on a Moster Truck, what's next? Optimus Prime's Kick-Ass Bath Time!? (Optimus says: "Don't be a Decepticon, rub some soap on!") Oi oi oi...ish no joke...
Ciao people!
AT :)
Which reminds me: My dad is an *Old Horse*, and make no mistake! He's managed to set into motion the proceedings that, when completed, will result in an *ickle little baaaaaaby*, a Dan v2, if you will. His wife to be is, amazingly, some three months pregnant. Which is pretty cool, although it does sound odd to me that when Paul Stubbs jnr is *my* age, *I'll* be the ripe and decrepid age of 44. Urgh. Old-skool Brotherly love, how....meh.
In other news: We recieved our new batch of toys at work today. Amongst the Girls Toys section we found a small, innocious-looking package that, in bright and airy type, announced itself to be "Tracy Tinkle". The toy includes one Tracy doll, one plastic potty, a vial of oddly-coloured water (I hope to God that's not what the colour is *supposed* to be) and some....towels. Jesus on a Moster Truck, what's next? Optimus Prime's Kick-Ass Bath Time!? (Optimus says: "Don't be a Decepticon, rub some soap on!") Oi oi oi...ish no joke...
Ciao people!
AT :)