North, east, south, westward ho!

I R TEH STOOPID.

Was supposed to be a five minute walk round the block for the dogs to have a last piss before bed, only idiot me left her fucking keys in the flat.

I did not need an hour's trek over to Mum's and back for the spares at this hour, I really, really didn't. Thank fuck she was still awake, or I'd probably be sleeping in the hallway. She's not an easy woman to wake once she gets to sleeping.

North, east, south, westward ho!

I R TEH STOOPID.

Was supposed to be a five minute walk round the block for the dogs to have a last piss before bed, only idiot me left her fucking keys in the flat.

I did not need an hour's trek over to Mum's and back for the spares at this hour, I really, really didn't. Thank fuck she was still awake, or I'd probably be sleeping in the hallway. She's not an easy woman to wake once she gets to sleeping.

Dance to the beat of the living dead

fucking hell.

spent today farting about on buses, going to topbit's ex-flat to wait for the men picking up the washing machine, cooker and fridge and then on to the council office.

simple enough in itself - the fuck-about factor came in the form of 1. hormonal cramps and nausea a week earlier than expected, 2. PISSING cold rain and biting wind and 3. for some reason I couldn't get to sleep last night till 5am, and although I'd set my alarm for 9.30am I popped irrevocably awake at eight. So I was already walking dead when I started, and by the time I finally got home I was walking dead chilled drowned rat.

fortunately, I seem to have got over being miserable that he's not living in my town any more, although I can't say I prefer him being two hours away.

Was amused on the way home at Spike in the most extreme blatant attention-whore mode I've ever seen. He'd fix on a random passer-by, give them The Eye until they were compelled to glance his way and then go into full-on OMG BESTEST FRIEND EVER WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE!!! mode at them. I swear, he could get an ear rub out of a statue. He even pulled it on a woman in a car while we were crossing at the traffic lights, and he had her exchanging grins and mouthing sweet nothings at him for a good thirty yards. I love that dog.

Dance to the beat of the living dead

fucking hell.

spent today farting about on buses, going to topbit's ex-flat to wait for the men picking up the washing machine, cooker and fridge and then on to the council office.

simple enough in itself - the fuck-about factor came in the form of 1. hormonal cramps and nausea a week earlier than expected, 2. PISSING cold rain and biting wind and 3. for some reason I couldn't get to sleep last night till 5am, and although I'd set my alarm for 9.30am I popped irrevocably awake at eight. So I was already walking dead when I started, and by the time I finally got home I was walking dead chilled drowned rat.

fortunately, I seem to have got over being miserable that he's not living in my town any more, although I can't say I prefer him being two hours away.

Was amused on the way home at Spike in the most extreme blatant attention-whore mode I've ever seen. He'd fix on a random passer-by, give them The Eye until they were compelled to glance his way and then go into full-on OMG BESTEST FRIEND EVER WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE!!! mode at them. I swear, he could get an ear rub out of a statue. He even pulled it on a woman in a car while we were crossing at the traffic lights, and he had her exchanging grins and mouthing sweet nothings at him for a good thirty yards. I love that dog.

Let the whole world know

For everyone who's done the "why am I on your friends list" meme, if I haven't already commented:

YOU'RE THERE BECAUSE I LIKE YOU AND FIND YOU WORTH READING.

I'm sorry, I'm too damn tired and my arm hurts too much to type it out another two hundred times, okay?

Let the whole world know

For everyone who's done the "why am I on your friends list" meme, if I haven't already commented:

YOU'RE THERE BECAUSE I LIKE YOU AND FIND YOU WORTH READING.

I'm sorry, I'm too damn tired and my arm hurts too much to type it out another two hundred times, okay?