Buggers
Why are men such buggers? Why is that?
Why is it that I've done NOTHING wrong yet I feel so crap? Why is that?
WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY? EH
Why are men such buggers? Why is that?
I've just broken off my relationship. I feel soooooooo sick. It's for the best though.
Made a start on my christmas shopping at lunch time. Got me mammy vouchers and got a lovely box of christmas cards. Just need to get daddykins, sister, brother, neice, god daughter, man in my life, secret santa, Miss Kelly and grannies. Sorted.
Morning!
Not sure if this is the correct spelling of gomy.
I went to watch the Celtic v Man U game last night.....had one too many celebratory tipples. Ryan's friend and his girlfriend came along. Ended up a really good night.
Went to the doctors this morning to get to the bottom of what's wrong with Lucy. My appointment card read 21 Nov at 9.15am, their computer read 22 Nov at 12noon. I understand mistakes can be made but to make matters worse I had to sit in the waiting room for 20 minutes unaware that I wasn't going to be seen then the doc takes me into the room to say there had been a mistake. WHY couldn't the receptionist tell me that when I first got there?!?!?!?
I feel vury vury vury seek again today.
I'm all aloooooonnneeeee, with no one to call my friend.
I'm sooooooooo tired. Ryan got home last night but not until 1.20 in the morn - I waited up! Then didn't get to sleep until well after 2. Feel a bit seek.
Ryan might not be getting off until very late tonight. Not amused.
I have a new hairdo. It's slightly darker than normal and I had to get a "mullet" style doo because I burnt a bit of my hair with the hair dryer and I looked like I had a feather coming out the back of my head. Now it's FUNKY
What do I do about "nasties"?
Went to the docs about Lucy this morning. Nothing's very clear at the mo. Doc wants to test me for any "nasties". I'm really not amused.
Just polished off a roll with lorne sausage, perfectly cooked onion and tomato sauce. I'm in food heaven. Although it has made me a bit tired.
McKrusty isn't much fun this afternoon, she's gone all quiet. Maybe she's licking the winkie again. She'll end up with lock jaw that girl.
Lucy isn't well again today. I've tried to make her better but ended up making myself seek.
Right, not amused. Went to the shops to purchase a pair of black skinny jeans. Went into River Island and found a pair which "looked" really nice so off I went to the changing rooms, all excited about making a purchase in about 10 minutes time. THEN they went on. I'm wearing a black v neck jumper with a white t-shirt underneath so I looked more like a penguin than the cool hip chick. Even chicks would look better in them.
I really really really wish people would stop wearing hubba hubba aftershave. It's doing funny things to me.
Fellow bloggers, I feel it is your right to know that we are being policed. Yes, I can confirm that Kirsty McCrusty is in fact The Blog Police. I strongly advise that you keep your blogs up to date or she will go on and on and on and on and on until you do. Hence why I'm doing this!
No way, Kirsty was expecting carnaige in London. I'd like to say for the record that I am NOT a violent person. That wee munter from Renfrew seems to think I'm this mad burd fae Maryhill. I wouldn't hurt a fly me.