I like it when you vote, bitch
I've been watching every episode of South Park, and just watched the one about having to pick a new school mascot. The best bit was P Diddy's rap 'I like it when you vote, bitch.'
I am so tired! I was sat in the process meeting this morning (which admittedly, was really dull) and I was practically falling asleep. And then when I was at my desk I kept forgetting why I was opening different programs, or what I was supposed to be emailling to people.
I had the best weekend I've had in ages. I went to Mum and Dad's, and was supposed to be helping Mel move house, but she'd done so much she didn't really need my help, and she hadn't taken any of my stuff. Which was pretty good. So I hacked a pair of her jeans into a mini skirt to wear with my wet look leggings and then went to Matalan to look for a jacket with Mum. I didn't find a jacket but did find some boots, but I didn't buy them because they were £75 which is waaaaay to much for boots.
Then I went over to collect Jen and went to Sarah's and we made a cake and covered it in smarties, and talked about the old days at 100mph. And then we put on dresses and big shoes and went to a party, and I got into a debate about how Hamilton is a twat with this random bloke, and I wrote Bruno Senna is awesome on my arm, and I went around writing 'I heart Quiffage' on everyone's arms.
And then on Sunday, it was awesome. I sat on the sofa in my pj's and watched the grand prix with my Dad. Ah. *goes to happy place* I've not watched a race with my Dad since Spa, which was obviously a very tragic experience for a Kimi fan. Anyway, it was great. We were both shrieking at the television, I kept yelling 'Come on, Kimi!' and laughing hysterically at every little thing that Hamilton did. Ah, Alonso is so great. And Nels! I will be rather upset if he loses his drive for next year. Even though I'm not entirely sure where this concern for young Piquet has come from... *is a little concerned* Hamiltoad won't be world champion, it's all about Kubica.
I am so tired! I was sat in the process meeting this morning (which admittedly, was really dull) and I was practically falling asleep. And then when I was at my desk I kept forgetting why I was opening different programs, or what I was supposed to be emailling to people.
I had the best weekend I've had in ages. I went to Mum and Dad's, and was supposed to be helping Mel move house, but she'd done so much she didn't really need my help, and she hadn't taken any of my stuff. Which was pretty good. So I hacked a pair of her jeans into a mini skirt to wear with my wet look leggings and then went to Matalan to look for a jacket with Mum. I didn't find a jacket but did find some boots, but I didn't buy them because they were £75 which is waaaaay to much for boots.
Then I went over to collect Jen and went to Sarah's and we made a cake and covered it in smarties, and talked about the old days at 100mph. And then we put on dresses and big shoes and went to a party, and I got into a debate about how Hamilton is a twat with this random bloke, and I wrote Bruno Senna is awesome on my arm, and I went around writing 'I heart Quiffage' on everyone's arms.
And then on Sunday, it was awesome. I sat on the sofa in my pj's and watched the grand prix with my Dad. Ah. *goes to happy place* I've not watched a race with my Dad since Spa, which was obviously a very tragic experience for a Kimi fan. Anyway, it was great. We were both shrieking at the television, I kept yelling 'Come on, Kimi!' and laughing hysterically at every little thing that Hamilton did. Ah, Alonso is so great. And Nels! I will be rather upset if he loses his drive for next year. Even though I'm not entirely sure where this concern for young Piquet has come from... *is a little concerned* Hamiltoad won't be world champion, it's all about Kubica.