Puppies and that
I am so knackered. littlefloyd has been keeping me awake all night. He just won't settle anywhere else but the sofa, and that's only if he knows you're nearby. If you get up and walk out when he's dozed off he'll panic 'cause he'll think he's missing something. Haha.
So I've been sleeping in the lounge on the beanbag, and it's damn uncomfortable. When he's more independent I'll ditch him in his safe room out the back, but until then I can't... he cries and it makes me too sad. I left him on his own today while I popped to the bank, and he was still crying when I got home. Poor pupple.
I found an old fluffly lamp under my bed that I didn't want anymore, so I stood it up by the bin ready to go to the binmen. Floyd caught sight of it, just standing there, and he went nuts and barked at it. Hahaha... I was in stitches. And Christ, he's fast. He's figured out how to wriggle under the gate and hoon it up the garden, so I really have to watch him when it's dark. I don't want to lose sight of him and let him fall in the pond! I don't think he likes to chew moss, because he shakes his head violently and drops it. But then he'll pick it up again. The nutter. Oh, puppies are funny.
Anyway, nuff puppytalk. Read more on Floyd's Diary. There's loads of photos of him there, too. ^_^
Oh yeah, it's impossible to park a Peugeot Expert ANYWHERE in Bitterne. All these car parks with the height limit things? 2 metres. I thought, "Naaah, it'll be all right" (as you do) and then tonked my little air conditioning whirly thing on it. Oops. I guess I could park on yellow lines and pretend I'm unloading. I'm a White Van Man. Lolz.
I lugged £17-odd around Bitterne in coppers, and my bank wouldn't change it for me. Apparently, they don't let you pay anything in over the counter if you've got a business account. Bloody stupid is that? What if you've got a shop - it's all cash, innit? I said that, and they said, "No, sorry, with the business account you can only use machines or the internet. You have to change it, and then use the deposit machines. But we can only change 5 coin bags a day for you." Massive gash. What'sthepoint.
In the end HSBC let me pay them into my personal account. Even though I'm trying not to use that account anymore. Oh well.
Business stuff: I am desperate for customers. I got upset last night because I'm worried I'm going to go bust overnight with all these expensive outgoings and no customers. But this morning there were two requests for brochures on my e-mail, which was lovely and comforting. Instead of posting them I took Floyd with me and drove round there (nothing better to do) and one person wasn't in, but the other one came out and we had a chat and basically they want me to have their JRT next SEPTEMBER, lol. *rolls eyes* Bless their ability to plan ahead. I got the crates for my van tonight as well, so I think I'll go to Dad's tomorrow and get him to help me fit them.
Social stuff: I miss my friends. I haven't seen anyone for ages. Well, we went (with Floyd) round to Dave's/Sarah's/Ant's/Ben's last night, which was nice. And we watched Nathan Barley, which was hilarious.
Anyway, Anna's been out loads this week and there's been birthdays and shizzle that I've missed because of having to stay in with Teh Flizzle, and y'know, being totally broke. And I'm dying to introduce Flizzle to the family, but I need to pick a time when I know everyone's going to be in, because I just can't spare the diesel for numerous visitage. And I completely missed firework night, and that made me miss Mikey. "So many mines!" :( mikeyworks :(
Anyway, here's me and Floyd being totally fecking metal, next to my Hundwagen.
g'night
So I've been sleeping in the lounge on the beanbag, and it's damn uncomfortable. When he's more independent I'll ditch him in his safe room out the back, but until then I can't... he cries and it makes me too sad. I left him on his own today while I popped to the bank, and he was still crying when I got home. Poor pupple.
I found an old fluffly lamp under my bed that I didn't want anymore, so I stood it up by the bin ready to go to the binmen. Floyd caught sight of it, just standing there, and he went nuts and barked at it. Hahaha... I was in stitches. And Christ, he's fast. He's figured out how to wriggle under the gate and hoon it up the garden, so I really have to watch him when it's dark. I don't want to lose sight of him and let him fall in the pond! I don't think he likes to chew moss, because he shakes his head violently and drops it. But then he'll pick it up again. The nutter. Oh, puppies are funny.
Anyway, nuff puppytalk. Read more on Floyd's Diary. There's loads of photos of him there, too. ^_^
Oh yeah, it's impossible to park a Peugeot Expert ANYWHERE in Bitterne. All these car parks with the height limit things? 2 metres. I thought, "Naaah, it'll be all right" (as you do) and then tonked my little air conditioning whirly thing on it. Oops. I guess I could park on yellow lines and pretend I'm unloading. I'm a White Van Man. Lolz.
I lugged £17-odd around Bitterne in coppers, and my bank wouldn't change it for me. Apparently, they don't let you pay anything in over the counter if you've got a business account. Bloody stupid is that? What if you've got a shop - it's all cash, innit? I said that, and they said, "No, sorry, with the business account you can only use machines or the internet. You have to change it, and then use the deposit machines. But we can only change 5 coin bags a day for you." Massive gash. What'sthepoint.
In the end HSBC let me pay them into my personal account. Even though I'm trying not to use that account anymore. Oh well.
Business stuff: I am desperate for customers. I got upset last night because I'm worried I'm going to go bust overnight with all these expensive outgoings and no customers. But this morning there were two requests for brochures on my e-mail, which was lovely and comforting. Instead of posting them I took Floyd with me and drove round there (nothing better to do) and one person wasn't in, but the other one came out and we had a chat and basically they want me to have their JRT next SEPTEMBER, lol. *rolls eyes* Bless their ability to plan ahead. I got the crates for my van tonight as well, so I think I'll go to Dad's tomorrow and get him to help me fit them.
Social stuff: I miss my friends. I haven't seen anyone for ages. Well, we went (with Floyd) round to Dave's/Sarah's/Ant's/Ben's last night, which was nice. And we watched Nathan Barley, which was hilarious.
Anyway, Anna's been out loads this week and there's been birthdays and shizzle that I've missed because of having to stay in with Teh Flizzle, and y'know, being totally broke. And I'm dying to introduce Flizzle to the family, but I need to pick a time when I know everyone's going to be in, because I just can't spare the diesel for numerous visitage. And I completely missed firework night, and that made me miss Mikey. "So many mines!" :( mikeyworks :(
Anyway, here's me and Floyd being totally fecking metal, next to my Hundwagen.
g'night