Fckin Heaven!
Am now listening to little Paulo Nutella for the millionth time this weekend.
Little Paulo Nutella in action
My bruvva is back his hols today. His plane should have landed 25 minutes ago. Quite surprised he never phoned me for a lift. But I dont think Little Dave could handle three boys and three suitcases. That's if he has come home at all. Hopefully he has learned his lesson after his little incident last year.
Bellend text last night (well early hours of this morning), he hasnt done that for such a long time. Then he was texting again this morning, I heart him sooooooo much that sometimes I feel as though my chest could just explode. Its intense maaaan.
And I'm off tomorrow and Tuesday. Does it get any better?? Oh and when I get back to work I'll have SMcK to laugh at hahahaha. I seriously hope he doesnt look the image I've conjured up in my head or I wont be able to keep a straight face!
Lalalaaaa!!
Ooooh how bizarre, I looked at mobile for first time in ages and it just lit up with a text message. Leanne is traumatised as she is hungover therefore trapped in the house with no Monster Munch. I would invite her up here but I'm very comfortable in my pants and vest, I wouldnt inflict that sight on anyone apart from Bellend unfortunately.
Oh yesterday I discovered the joy of hair wax. I wish I'd discovered it years ago. No more Mr Majeika hair!!!!
Now I dont know whether to get stuck into the Argos catalogue or put a DVDVD on. Man how stunning was Elvis. Think I will just dribble over the Elvis vids on youtube.
Awww Leanne has just text to tell me she's coming to mine. Will need to get dressed...boooo.
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