Had a fantastic day today! Here’s a poem to celebrate it. I eat Monkeys Monkeys Monkeys Monkeys I eat Monkeys all day long. I eat them for my breakfast I have one for my lunch And if I’m feeling
Today we had a pub crawl around Sowerby Bridge. Am very pissed. Nighty Night Peas
Ah what a nice day. After the big food of the last few days it’s so nice to just sit down with a turkey and piccalli toasty while watching Emma on ITV3. Mark Strong is decidedly good as Mr Knightley,
Hurray! It’s Boxing day and I’m still full of the yummy food I had yesterday. Have escaped without a hangover too, no doubt because I drank all day yesterday and my body thinks it’s normal. Got some top pressies too
Well it’s nearly here, I can hardly wait I’m munching mince pies and singing. Yes it’s nearly payday. I love payday, they give me money and I can eat, huzzah! So lets all sit round and sing to the 30th
Argggggghhh! The time thieves stole my blogging time. Curse their small purple buttocks.
I was wandering lonely as a serial killer cloud about the web and happened upon this thought provoking site. Click here It changed me.
Today I discovered the meaning of confusion when I kicked back too hard in my swivel chair and found myself in somebody else’s office. My life is an exciting whirl of discovery
Yay! A new blog all for me. Well it’s sunday and earlier on, just after I got up in fact, I enacted the ritual that has been performed by me since the dawn of today. I curled up on the