i phoned nikki once about a month ago when drunk. the same night manker outed me to two slags.
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i phoned nikki once about a month ago when drunk. the same night manker outed me to two slags.
I've been on the phone all morning to various service companies and my bank, pressing millions of buttons and getting shitty service. My shower is on the way out and not working properly, the house is a mess, I'm working at five so I've spent the whole day waiting to go to work, and I feel ill. I keep treading on electrical THINGS on the floor, and tripping over cables and I burnt my hand on the sandwich toaster.
I left my phone in the pub last night.
It's not open until three and I think it might be lost forever :emo:
Ah no. So I can't text you filth anymore! Damnit.
You should go to the freezer section last, foo' :no:
I don't think I've ever taken cheese foodshopping. We went clothes shopping once and that was trauma enough.
Got my phone back :happy:
Teh missus went to the pub and someone handed it in - she's bringing it to my office now, I've made her a cuppa by way of thanks.
You could thank her better by not going food shopping with her!
Taking men food shopping increases the food bill by 30% at least,my wife leaves me at home now :)
Sorry to hear about your domestic mess.
FYI, I have heard from people who claim to know, that pressing millions of buttons is in fact at least a partial cause of shitty service.
They suggest pressing no more than ten per phone contact.
I have no idea whatsoever if this actually results in better service. :huh:
I'm moaning about vets today.
I phoned up because my cat looked quite sick and told them it looked like cats' disease . They said the next available appointment was tomorrow.
Had to phone quite a few different surgeries and then had to travel for about an hour to get one.
I'm also complaining about my own stupidity.
Apparently I have the knack of messing things up royally for myself
i.e. I tend to flirt with anything that's good looking and end up in bed with her/him.
I must behave and be sensible on this occasion as the interested party in this case is gemmell's best mate brother in law.
Also, one should not have these thoughts when getting married.
I wish I lived in a bloody hippie commune with free pet care.
Why do you people not provide things like that for people like me? :@
:noes:
It has been snowing today and it's cold :O
manker reckons it can be too cold to snow.
I reckon he's talking shite.
Moan: I have two essays to write. One about Ursula Le Guin the other about James Joyce and Katherine Mansfield.
That's three.
What he said, only without the conjunctional blunder.
I'll be good dads, I promise :D
Nah, I reckon he might have a point.
At absolute zero and some way up from that, I don't think water behaves quite the same, like.
Googled, even tho' you prolly rodded people with that, or something.
Fecking cats. They cost a fortune when they break down. Don't the got the PDSA up by yer?
http://www.pdsa.org.uk/managed/finder.html
You've got to be in receipt of some sort of financial aid from housing benefit or with your council tax - or know someone who'd take temporary ownership of the cat for the duration of repairal. :ph34r:
Other than New Castle obviousement.
Pluto comes close.
Food shopping > Clothes shopping.
In food shopping, all I have to do is push the trolley, make sure the tins don't squash the fruit, and keep the baby amused. The only decisions I have to make are whether to have Carlsberg or Budweiser. :smilie4:
In clothes shopping I have to state what I prefer and justify my answers :blink:
e.g.
Her: "Do you prefer this skirt or this skirt?"
Me: "The first one"
Her: "Why? What's wrong with this one?"
Me: "Nothing, I just prefer the first one".
Her: "Well I like this one"
Me: "Well get that one then"
Her: "But you don't like it"
Me: "I never said that"
Her: "So why do you like the first one better"
Me: "I want to die. I've lost the will to live"
:frusty:
So yeah, food shopping > clothes shopping
Does this make my arse look big.
No ... having a fat arse makes your arse look big.
I am raging :@
Boyfriend's brother came up from down South to spend two weeks here before starting his new job.
Our house is actually his house as it is his mortgage, however we pay the mortgage and all the other costs that come with the house, hence it is my HOME
I came home tonight and noticed that someone had chucked away my Tenerifian fern and all the candle holders in front of the fire place.
Black bin bags with stuff have been chucked in our bedroom while HIS stuff is all over the fucking livingroom.
I feel like my privacy has been invaded and it's not going to be pretty as soon as he comes back tonight :@
Quote:
2116: GOAL Watford 1-1 Newcastle
Ashley Young's free-kick is flicked on and Damien Francis taps in to level in the all-Premiership affair.
:dry:
The missus wants one of them tho :dabs: