"This house is so full of people it makes me sick. When I grow up and get married, I'm living alone"
Well thank fuck that's over. Our christmas tree *shudders* is now in the back garden looking all pathetic and naked and all the decorations are back in their boxes so that I can save myself from being physically ill through looking at them.
There are SIX days until I move house and unless the magical packing fairy shows up there's no way that I'll be packed in time. Toss bag. That's all given that I find a suitable removal company. 450 plus VAT to move us 10 miles? How about you stick that up your ugly wifes fat sweaty worm filled donkey anus using the same hand action normally reserved for fisting seagulls.
Top three higlights from my Christmas;
(1) The freezer breaking on Xmas Eve. Xmas dinner ended up in the bin without my mother having the opportunity to burn in first.
(2) Repeatedly being reminded about the fact that I had something of a drink problem last Xmas, and that I chose to not spend the last 3 Xmas's with family. Don't taunt me with it when I'm both stuck with you AND sober this year.
(3) The Christmas Day fight over the remote. Half an hour of arguing just so that I could watch Dr Who on my own television. Isn't Christmas just wonderful?
The little lady got some awesome presents that have been keeping me amused, and we've got the joy of vaccinations next week *48 hours of upset, hot grumpy baby - oh joy*, teething *lots of dribbling, biting & shouting* , and her turning 3 months old.
Fingers crossed that the donkey raping shit eaters over at BT get my internet moved on time. With any luck I could be commenting in your journal in the new year ...
"No clothes on anybody .... sickening"
Well thank fuck that's over. Our christmas tree *shudders* is now in the back garden looking all pathetic and naked and all the decorations are back in their boxes so that I can save myself from being physically ill through looking at them.
There are SIX days until I move house and unless the magical packing fairy shows up there's no way that I'll be packed in time. Toss bag. That's all given that I find a suitable removal company. 450 plus VAT to move us 10 miles? How about you stick that up your ugly wifes fat sweaty worm filled donkey anus using the same hand action normally reserved for fisting seagulls.
Top three higlights from my Christmas;
(1) The freezer breaking on Xmas Eve. Xmas dinner ended up in the bin without my mother having the opportunity to burn in first.
(2) Repeatedly being reminded about the fact that I had something of a drink problem last Xmas, and that I chose to not spend the last 3 Xmas's with family. Don't taunt me with it when I'm both stuck with you AND sober this year.
(3) The Christmas Day fight over the remote. Half an hour of arguing just so that I could watch Dr Who on my own television. Isn't Christmas just wonderful?
The little lady got some awesome presents that have been keeping me amused, and we've got the joy of vaccinations next week *48 hours of upset, hot grumpy baby - oh joy*, teething *lots of dribbling, biting & shouting* , and her turning 3 months old.
Fingers crossed that the donkey raping shit eaters over at BT get my internet moved on time. With any luck I could be commenting in your journal in the new year ...
"No clothes on anybody .... sickening"
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well i've got the first 4 eps already.. :p