He's a mean midget motherfucker to be sure.
What a fuckin spanky weekend.
Thanks to all who contributed to the smiling of the chica and the creating of joy in my little chica world :)
Thursday was Tapas for steve_a23 birfday which consisted of me and Mike eating a LARGE amount of Tapas because they are damn TASTY consuming a lot of San miguel [for same reasons], great company, giggles and drunken chats.
Friday we went to Rivetmoms house and it was off to the Big Eat pub for stella and food. The foo foo in this pub [what used to be the chestnuts] is rather large and cheap but the quality from our first visit [when it first opened] to tonight has gone downhill a tad. I had feesh en cheeps [comes with a bread roll] and the only thing not burnt were my chips [yes they even burnt the bread] But luckily more in a crispy fashion than inedible.
I had already purchased some of san miguel and stupid amount of sweets [because we always want sweets when schmoking at Rivetmoms and going shop when you're comfy is NOT on ;)] so we headed back to Rivetmoms for some gameplay. It was then I realised I left my glasses in the pub [I can't eat with them on it makes me feel funny] so back to the pub for me. Lame. So, I get to where we were sat and "Bollocks!" thinks I. No glasses. There are a couple sat where we had been "Oh god here we go they look like a couple of fuckwits" thinks I and I ask politely if they had seen my glasses.
"These" says Mrs fucktard pulling MY glasses off her head.
"yes" says I []through gritted teeth
"Well they don't work" Says Mrs Stupid cunt
"whats wrong wiv your eyes then, they dahnt work" Says Mr-I-speak-utter-shit
"CUNTS" Thinks I
"That's because they are for my eyesight, not yours" Says I.
Wtf did she expect? X-ray fucking specs?
Honestly. I wonder about people some times.
So, anyway, all that excitement and beer and crispy food and sneaky bifta had me in a state of bubbas so off I went to dreamy land around 11.00ish while the boys played PS2age ........ zzzzzzzzzzzzz
Home about 3am where me and chico snuggled for some pre-work sleepage.
Work was okay except I was on the telefono. Man. I forgot how dumb our customers were and how uncustomer friendly I am when talking to the general public. I used to be so eager to help, so willing to hold on the line while they talk to their friends. Today it sounds like old-people hotline was channelled to my phone. Whoopie doo. This meant a lot of what I said was repeated at least three times because they couldn't hear and simple words like Out of stock gave confusion.
Still, it went quick and soon me and Chico were back home for pre-slimes chillage.
We got ready pretty sharpish and left to go meet the Cheeky Scamps that are G and Fluxalot but not before a pre-drink at Elche's :) BIG thank you to MATT! Who sorted us G-list :) :)
Slimes was, well, slimes. It was good because I spent more time chatting to peeps and was good to see all YOU [ rivetmike flux_omega scarlet_hel keefinnan snoww_wwhite faticeira kin242 scorpionuk eyeball7 steve_a23 psychokatuk ] and anyone I have missed because I am teh loser at remembering stuff.
Spotted some hair falls and sparked an idea for a pair I now want for Leipzig. Naturally faticeira is going to do them for me because her falls are pretty damned spanky [Go and visit her cybertechnomage shop :)]
Didn't dance much but spent more time watching all the dirty little freaks and taking the piss. I have no doubt that people take this piss out of me too but that's okay because it just keeps the balance innit. Saw one hella bad dancer and realised that that is how I dance, which made it even funnier and almost made me want to dance to get a bad dance off started on the floor. Chatted to Michelle about Boosh [Steve and the lill pink one had filled me in on some of it earlier and made me fill with the jealous thing at not having gone - glad everyone had a wikkid time though :)] And Mr Lockings birfday - sorry we couldnae make it to the pub. Hope you had a good birfday and you got plenty drunkard :) Thoughts of a boosh-themed night from Michelle sounds like mighty [boosh] fun. The polo fella for teh win!
A fair bit of beerage was consumed and then back to casa del Hels where we kept being interrupted by a bunch of pesky little midgets. I think they had the ability to alter time and space because everything went wobbly and before we knew it it was time to go :( I had proper amount of fun >b> HO-OOOOOOO to mah homies of the smashbox core. More beer was consumed and some films were watched including disc one of Chapelle's show, Ghost ship - which was not as cheesy as I thought it would be and Leprechaun 5 [?] with Ice T and coolio which was pretty daft in a good way. Gay cats, learning how to make bottle make noise and fudge cookies also featured :) We were due to hook up with Judy, a friend of Mikes in Camden and all seemed to be a good idea - we left early to have a shower and spruce up but we got home and thought "man. Jipped. That journey lark is lame" So we asked if she would come to us. She couldn't make it so that left us Sunday chillin in bed all day a little spangled still, listening to muzak before having ham and cheese toasties and watching 'everybody hates chris'and police academy 3 before gently falling asleep.... perfect end to a brilliant weekend.
This morning I got my tea lined up and LJ reading but New-Guy Mr I'm so happy to be working here lets do LOTS of work has nipped that in the posterior. Time for a quick update though :) What last week I took for learning enthusiasm [I already figured he was prolly told I am demotivated [[I wonder why?]] so is acting like a propa work motivator] I know realise is him checking up on how I spend my time. I am doing some commission this morning and luckily already set up the docs I need on my PC while checking my emails, [my work paranoia is at the level where things like people randomly checking on you is at the right height that my arse gets covered on a daily basis] then he pops over to say 'so, how do you do this commission then?' even though this is not something he will ever do. I think he just wanted to check what's on my puter screen, unlucky fella, all my 'bottom toolbar' items are squished so that you can't tell what I have open.
*sticks out tongue and blows raspberry* I suspect each day will be the same 'what are you doing, how long does it take' crap. Bah.
Never mind, today I am in a good mood being fuelled by cups of tea because tea is good. Soon it is Luncheon time and later we go big shop to have many tasty objects in-house and later I think some chillin is in order.
Back to work now, work might suck big hairy balls of dOoM but out-of-work life is a big thing full of what they call the good stuff. *dances the dance of the crazy woman* :)
Until next time my friends, signing off.....
Thanks to all who contributed to the smiling of the chica and the creating of joy in my little chica world :)
Thursday was Tapas for steve_a23 birfday which consisted of me and Mike eating a LARGE amount of Tapas because they are damn TASTY consuming a lot of San miguel [for same reasons], great company, giggles and drunken chats.
Friday we went to Rivetmoms house and it was off to the Big Eat pub for stella and food. The foo foo in this pub [what used to be the chestnuts] is rather large and cheap but the quality from our first visit [when it first opened] to tonight has gone downhill a tad. I had feesh en cheeps [comes with a bread roll] and the only thing not burnt were my chips [yes they even burnt the bread] But luckily more in a crispy fashion than inedible.
I had already purchased some of san miguel and stupid amount of sweets [because we always want sweets when schmoking at Rivetmoms and going shop when you're comfy is NOT on ;)] so we headed back to Rivetmoms for some gameplay. It was then I realised I left my glasses in the pub [I can't eat with them on it makes me feel funny] so back to the pub for me. Lame. So, I get to where we were sat and "Bollocks!" thinks I. No glasses. There are a couple sat where we had been "Oh god here we go they look like a couple of fuckwits" thinks I and I ask politely if they had seen my glasses.
"These" says Mrs fucktard pulling MY glasses off her head.
"yes" says I []through gritted teeth
"Well they don't work" Says Mrs Stupid cunt
"whats wrong wiv your eyes then, they dahnt work" Says Mr-I-speak-utter-shit
"CUNTS" Thinks I
"That's because they are for my eyesight, not yours" Says I.
Wtf did she expect? X-ray fucking specs?
Honestly. I wonder about people some times.
So, anyway, all that excitement and beer and crispy food and sneaky bifta had me in a state of bubbas so off I went to dreamy land around 11.00ish while the boys played PS2age ........ zzzzzzzzzzzzz
Home about 3am where me and chico snuggled for some pre-work sleepage.
Work was okay except I was on the telefono. Man. I forgot how dumb our customers were and how uncustomer friendly I am when talking to the general public. I used to be so eager to help, so willing to hold on the line while they talk to their friends. Today it sounds like old-people hotline was channelled to my phone. Whoopie doo. This meant a lot of what I said was repeated at least three times because they couldn't hear and simple words like Out of stock gave confusion.
Still, it went quick and soon me and Chico were back home for pre-slimes chillage.
We got ready pretty sharpish and left to go meet the Cheeky Scamps that are G and Fluxalot but not before a pre-drink at Elche's :) BIG thank you to MATT! Who sorted us G-list :) :)
Slimes was, well, slimes. It was good because I spent more time chatting to peeps and was good to see all YOU [ rivetmike flux_omega scarlet_hel keefinnan snoww_wwhite faticeira kin242 scorpionuk eyeball7 steve_a23 psychokatuk ] and anyone I have missed because I am teh loser at remembering stuff.
Spotted some hair falls and sparked an idea for a pair I now want for Leipzig. Naturally faticeira is going to do them for me because her falls are pretty damned spanky [Go and visit her cybertechnomage shop :)]
Didn't dance much but spent more time watching all the dirty little freaks and taking the piss. I have no doubt that people take this piss out of me too but that's okay because it just keeps the balance innit. Saw one hella bad dancer and realised that that is how I dance, which made it even funnier and almost made me want to dance to get a bad dance off started on the floor. Chatted to Michelle about Boosh [Steve and the lill pink one had filled me in on some of it earlier and made me fill with the jealous thing at not having gone - glad everyone had a wikkid time though :)] And Mr Lockings birfday - sorry we couldnae make it to the pub. Hope you had a good birfday and you got plenty drunkard :) Thoughts of a boosh-themed night from Michelle sounds like mighty [boosh] fun. The polo fella for teh win!
A fair bit of beerage was consumed and then back to casa del Hels where we kept being interrupted by a bunch of pesky little midgets. I think they had the ability to alter time and space because everything went wobbly and before we knew it it was time to go :( I had proper amount of fun >b> HO-OOOOOOO to mah homies of the smashbox core. More beer was consumed and some films were watched including disc one of Chapelle's show, Ghost ship - which was not as cheesy as I thought it would be and Leprechaun 5 [?] with Ice T and coolio which was pretty daft in a good way. Gay cats, learning how to make bottle make noise and fudge cookies also featured :) We were due to hook up with Judy, a friend of Mikes in Camden and all seemed to be a good idea - we left early to have a shower and spruce up but we got home and thought "man. Jipped. That journey lark is lame" So we asked if she would come to us. She couldn't make it so that left us Sunday chillin in bed all day a little spangled still, listening to muzak before having ham and cheese toasties and watching 'everybody hates chris'and police academy 3 before gently falling asleep.... perfect end to a brilliant weekend.
This morning I got my tea lined up and LJ reading but New-Guy Mr I'm so happy to be working here lets do LOTS of work has nipped that in the posterior. Time for a quick update though :) What last week I took for learning enthusiasm [I already figured he was prolly told I am demotivated [[I wonder why?]] so is acting like a propa work motivator] I know realise is him checking up on how I spend my time. I am doing some commission this morning and luckily already set up the docs I need on my PC while checking my emails, [my work paranoia is at the level where things like people randomly checking on you is at the right height that my arse gets covered on a daily basis] then he pops over to say 'so, how do you do this commission then?' even though this is not something he will ever do. I think he just wanted to check what's on my puter screen, unlucky fella, all my 'bottom toolbar' items are squished so that you can't tell what I have open.
*sticks out tongue and blows raspberry* I suspect each day will be the same 'what are you doing, how long does it take' crap. Bah.
Never mind, today I am in a good mood being fuelled by cups of tea because tea is good. Soon it is Luncheon time and later we go big shop to have many tasty objects in-house and later I think some chillin is in order.
Back to work now, work might suck big hairy balls of dOoM but out-of-work life is a big thing full of what they call the good stuff. *dances the dance of the crazy woman* :)
Until next time my friends, signing off.....