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ok, so had bit of a weird (in a good way) weekend - as some of you know I went to Birmingham to meet my friend Becca (ok, so we'd never met before, I'd got talking to her through someone I know from college...well anyway I know it's probably the wrong word but we saw each other as friends...and still do, only more so now)...anyway, I know it was a pretty stupid thing to do but a couple of people said something to me last night that made me feel better about the whole thing and less that it was a stupid thing...Leigh said that I wouldnt have known unless I met her (and to be honest we would have done eventually anyway) and Tony said "take a gamble, it might just pay off" (and it did)...and besides, we all do stupid shit in our lives at some point anyway, right? yeah so anyway...I felt really bad because I had put mum under one hell of a lot of extra stress...but at the same time I'm really glad I went. Becca is awesome (not to mention crazy cool hyper random insane hippy), and we had a fucking awesome weekend :) - and apparently we're having triplets (Muffin, Spoon and Cabbage-her choices, not mine) hmm....yeah. and we watched Finding Nemo, which isnt actually as shit as I was expecting. so all is good. although the whole thing felt a bit weird. but good weird. on the bus on the way there there I kept thinkin "what the fuck are you doing?" but apparently we were both having the same thoughts. she didnt think I was gonna show up, and I didnt think she was, which I spose shows how paranoid we both are. lol. so yeah she rocks :) and she's my spoon dudess. and I'm her spoon dude. and no I'm not gonna explain where that came from,lol. altho as a by product of the whole weekend I am now kinda confoozled. ah well. last night was cool, after I got back Tony came and picked me up and we went and got Gemma, then to macdonalds then to quayside for a bit for a drink, and then to Gemmas where we put make up on Tony...soo funny. you had to be there. so it's back to reality today :( but hey, life would get boring if it was (insert superlative of your choice here) all the time, right? woo, the washing basket calls...