Monday, June 26, 2006

Evil LMPP

I still haven't got the hatred out of my system yet. I don't think i will until i see her. I fucking hate her.

All i want to do is see her and ask her WTF she thought she'd achieve? Cos basically it completely backfired and has lost her a hell of a lot of friends and support. Me and D's mum sat there on Sat night devising ways we could make her life hell and believe me, she fucking derserves it.

God, i really, really want to hurt her so bad. It's because of her D is giving up his singing. It's because of her that D's mum can't move on in her life cos it hurts too bad. The bad thing is that the little bitch has gone into hiding and no one can find her.

I have to go to Germany with her next month. I'm gonna have some fun!!

Friday, June 23, 2006

hate hate hate hate hate her

Have you ever hated someone so much that all you want to do is punch them, hard, in the face over and over until the smug grin is completely wiped off and they are in as much pain as you are??

I do right now.

Bastards.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Why can't all days be good?

The cat decided that it was a fabulous idea to drag his shitty ass all over my laminate floor, 5 minutes before i had to leave for work. Obviously i can't just leave shit on my floor, so i scrubbed and was late. And got a bollocking. And got laughed at when i told them why i was late. I don't think they believed me.

The most funny thing though, is that at work, we have a new barmaid who is lovely, but doesn't speak much English. When she is confused, she says 'please?' She also gets chatted up a lot by the drunken losers that love it cos she stands there and smiles at them. The icing on the cake was this conversation...

Drunken Loser: 'Ah you are so nice'
New Barmaid: *grins*
DL: 'I could cuddle you all night'
NBM: *grins*
DL: 'Come and suck me off'
NBM: 'Please?'

Once i picked myself up off the floor, i told her in my best pigeon english what he meant. A lot of hand signals later, she got it. And was horrified.

It still made me laugh though.

So tonight, instead of going out for tea with my friend because she completely blew me out (again), i have an evening of house cleaning to entertain myself with. I'll start with the bathroom. Get stuck in with the shit.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Someone gimme some taste buds

Me and D went out for some pub grub last night to cheer ourselves up and i decided to have some steak cos i haven't had steak for aggges.

When it came out, it was massive! It was supposed to be 8oz. More like double that.

Sadly, my sense of smell and taste have still yet to make a comeback so although it looked mouth wateringly good, it all tasted of cardboard.

D told me it tasted good. Apart from the mushrooms, they tasted rank.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

2006 = Pah!

God, this year is really turning out to be a fucking shite year for me and my family and a few of my friends. So far, 2 friends have split up with their respective partners, both of which are close to me. There's relationship crap happening in my family to the extent that someone felt the need to disappear for a few days and not tell anyone where they went. That seriously did not go down too well.

And me. Hospitalization, sick leave and now some evil side effects from all the drugs that were pumped into me. These will apparently last for a few weeks. Is that right?? Do side effects from medication last for ages? I've never had a reaction to things like this before?? I'm now on more medication to combat the damage from the last lot. Oh, and i have a cold. I can't smell or taste jack shit.

Now D is on about leaving the group that he sings with which is devestating as he loves them so much.

See, its all shit.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Tell me something i don't know...

My Doctor, font of all knowledge, said to me yesterday when i went to see him...

'You've been a poorly girl'

No. Really?? I thought i was full of the joys of spring!

He then said...

'You've had pneumonia'

God. Have I??

And then...

'Tell me what antibiotics they gave you?'

Eh, excuse me?? Surely that is in my notes sent from the hospital??? How the fuck should i know what the antibiotics were called? I can tell you that one of them was the size of a torpedo and the others were yellow with a squiggly bit on them.

He said...

'Ah, here they are' while squinting at the computer screen.

Tell you what, thank fuck i didn't go to see my doctor instead of going straight to the hospital. I'd be dead by now!!
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