In no particular order...
Stupid buses
Stupid Somerfield
Stupid armpits
Stupid neighbours
Stupid dog.
And that pretty much sums up the past few days. Lexie (the dog) decided that the lovingly marinated roasted leg of lamb I'd made for dinner on Sunday would be better in her stomach that ours. Took meat out of oven. Left meat on worktop to rest. Returned to Living room. **THUMP** Go to investigate noise. Find dog trying to frantically inhale said leg of lamb.
Somerfield in Paisley is staffed by either the stupidest people on earth, or the most apathetic. I have not yet decided which. Perhaps stupid and apathetic? Perhaps they are going for the double whammy of piss poor service/stock?
Buses are over charging me. Armpits are a long and boring story which I shall perhaps save for another time. I might not actually tell it.
Stupid neighbours are leaving bikes in the hallway downstairs. Fine. Combine that with the fact the manky w**ks are also leaving (at last count) 4 bags of rubbish next to bikes, meaning that I can't get outside with my rubbish or washing and I'm starting to get annoyed. I am going to pay someone to come nick the stupid bikes, and whilst they are at it, perhaps cork the arse of next doors dog which is still shitting all over the washing area.
I had to get one of my piercings removed with pliers today in accordance with the labratory rules. Only to discover needn't have bothered as no-one else fucking did. Great.
I'm going to run away somewhere and become a hermit.
In more happier news, we are looking at buying another house (to move into) and found a lovely one with 7, yes 7, bedrooms. However £215K might be a bit out of our price reach just now. Its not really its just more than I am comfortable with at the moment. Seen another couple of nice ones though.
Monday, 18 February 2008
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Have you won the lottery? 7 bedrooms? will you be moonlighting as a B & B? Maybe there's a granny flat for yer Mammy/Mammies? That'd be lovely.
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