Meh meh meh?
So what did I accomplish with me five days off work, then? Er…
Slept till noon (aye thank yow), enjoyed very much waking up at 9am and then going “aw, sod it”, and going straight back to sleep, sleeping meself out. Bloody marvellous.
Cleaned me flat from top to bottom, pretty much a damned good spring cleaning.
Went on an all-day bender with Goh-Goh, ended up paralytic and hurling fer Blighty (it weren’t the Tsing Tao, Goh-Goh, it were the tequila and Baileys combinations int middle). Slept rest of day, happy to have passed the time wi someone as understands my life.
Got down to some half-arsed fan-fic writing, then gave it up as a bad job. ‘Sharpe 7’, as it’s still called, will perhaps forever be my unfinished masterpiece.
Saw episodes one (“Smith & Jones”) and two (“The Shakespeare Code”) of ‘Doctor Who’, season three. And yay, I am impressed. Nowt at all to do wi him leaning over that TARDIS console in them well-cut trousers. Ooooh, no. Well, not much.
Procured a nasty bout of some kind of food poisoning. Could have been the dodgy vinegar on noodles, mixed with a bottle of Coke (yeah, we still have them cool glass bottles) and a bit of real milk later int day. I don’t do dairy milk. Anyway, twenty-four hours and nil-by-mouth later and I’m kinda back to whatever passes as normal.
Back to work again tomorrow, says you?
Think I need a bit of a picspam, says I…
That’s better then. Soopytwist.
Slept till noon (aye thank yow), enjoyed very much waking up at 9am and then going “aw, sod it”, and going straight back to sleep, sleeping meself out. Bloody marvellous.
Cleaned me flat from top to bottom, pretty much a damned good spring cleaning.
Went on an all-day bender with Goh-Goh, ended up paralytic and hurling fer Blighty (it weren’t the Tsing Tao, Goh-Goh, it were the tequila and Baileys combinations int middle). Slept rest of day, happy to have passed the time wi someone as understands my life.
Got down to some half-arsed fan-fic writing, then gave it up as a bad job. ‘Sharpe 7’, as it’s still called, will perhaps forever be my unfinished masterpiece.
Saw episodes one (“Smith & Jones”) and two (“The Shakespeare Code”) of ‘Doctor Who’, season three. And yay, I am impressed. Nowt at all to do wi him leaning over that TARDIS console in them well-cut trousers. Ooooh, no. Well, not much.
Procured a nasty bout of some kind of food poisoning. Could have been the dodgy vinegar on noodles, mixed with a bottle of Coke (yeah, we still have them cool glass bottles) and a bit of real milk later int day. I don’t do dairy milk. Anyway, twenty-four hours and nil-by-mouth later and I’m kinda back to whatever passes as normal.
Back to work again tomorrow, says you?
Think I need a bit of a picspam, says I…
That’s better then. Soopytwist.