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I've always thought it wierd that you can fit my entire family in one room. Including cousins. - well, one other aunt should be in the photo, but someone had to take the photo, this was like... 3 years ago :/ Some people go on like "i've got twenty zillion cousins and 4 billion aunts and uncles, and I'm like, there are 17 of my famibly.
And cause I found a photo of my ickle cat from ages ago.
She schlept in the ironing pile - naughty cat.
Blatently, my wellies were better than yours.
AND because today was an absolute failure. Me and Sarah did this sponsored walk in Little Baddow, we got completely lost. We were stuck in this field with some sheep, it was quite amusing, but yeah they got the signs wrong.
Yesterday was okay, went to work, etcetc, then saw my grandparents, then went to the family friends band's gig thing. Tom royally fucked up a lot. The drum kit broke as in completely broke. Jamie kept pulling funny faces. But, they did well.
BUT I did achieve one thing today, we went to Ikea, I made a chair. Cause I'm cool and I can follow flat pack instructions.
Tommorow I've got two frees. Plans. Seclusion. If thats a thing to do.
//edit. Photos aren't working I don't think. Stuff it.