…. and steal cars and drink drive. They grow up so fast.

Saturday is much like a crackwhore, you go to sleep and she’s gone (and I can’t find my wallet either).

Yes kids, I have indeed lost an entire day, you see I was up driving around people until 2am on Friday (well Saturday) morning, then had to work at 8am and I got home at noon. Within about an hour I was asleep and that was it, Saturday pissed all over the floor. It’s now Sunday and I feel that my weekend has turned out to be an entire loss since my Saturday has left me.

Hopefully, they’ll approve my Friday the 13th off, then it’ll even out (sort of).

Today is somewhat ironic if you bother to look deep enough in to it, I was desperate to get home away from the slavery to the screen I perform each and every day, however, instead of actually doing something other than sit in front of another screen and wait for my spine to collapse from my horrible posture and my RSI to formulate itself in to a horrific, yet, 1337 injury, I sat down and bashed this site together.

Yes kids, I work only to do exactly what I had done all day, and yet somehow I don’t see the issue in this. I’m such a twat.

However, I have discovered SKY* have posted a few more MP3s upon their site, I have rejoyced and downloaded them onto the holy iTunes. Also, I got the Tomboy video and found where I stashed the Zweitfrau track. WIN!

Speaking of teh win, I lost today, as per my previous post after I had returned from the loos with my head pounding away, I found the job I had sent back to her in my list. Understandably I was rather annoyed as there wasn’t even a note what she did, so I checked the log. She just passed it to somebody else who was rightfully uninterested who then sent it back to me. Seeing as I like this fellow and his logic was quite sound I carried on, I then had to ask 3 people about what happened prior and in the end a 30 second phone call was made. Now if she had done that in the first place we wouldn’t have this drama. But I can’t be bothered.

Although amusingly she sent me something to book in, failing to realise she got the name wrong, so I just bounced it back with a rather unpleasant reason. I do not *do* random bookings, kthankewe. No reply on that, HOLLA!

* SKY as in not Sky, but SKY. Get it?

Holby Blue is utterly rubbish, not like Casualty or Holby City where there are rather comedic injuries. But alas that be life.

Anyways, today was busy as usual but it happens and I pwned the day. Even more importantly I pulled out my crack whore photo at work, I’ve now got another reputation, huzzah!

Now I have to hunt for food in the vacant cupboards. How annoying.

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What is this bad girls club programme? It’s so very strange, what is the concept here, what do these girls do?

It’s like top model but no fierce photos. Hum.

In other news at the minute I’m cooking for the dogs. You heard me right I’m actually cooking hot food for the dogs. But only because it’s re-heated chinese and they’ll get ill if I don’t.

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