me neither. and now to re-iter-ate the various goings on of bob.
I worked. and will be working full time over the two week easter holidays. which in some ways is good, cause i intend to go abroad this summer-it being two years since i've been out the country. i've kinda outgrown summering with my international jet setting parents and am quite happy with the numerous t-shirts they bring back. man has to cut loose and form new bonds or some crap like that. maybe throw in a metaphore about babies and swaddling (which conviently doubles as a lost reference) Instead it'll be a lads lad holiday, where we will do intensely manly things like shun sun tan lotion and contract genital warts from disreputably bussiness women. though with our organizational skills being slightly and unfairly less than the fairer sex, things may just peeter out into a what could have been scene.
soeaking of the lads...the spare bedroom has been violated. twice in two nights. also who has a bath at 4 am! slightly abusing my hospitality guys. i'd contemplate revenge but am far to lazy and it strikes me as being a bit unhygenic. still, we live and learn to live with life. beats the alternative then desecrates its corpse.
thought of the day-angel delight can make you feel surpising bloated
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