Babies & poo and stuff

Last night, i went out with some lovely friends, 2 of which are in the family way. Below is what we talked about...

* My moving to a pub
* Support for single mums
* Babies moving about in the womb
* Our men & football
* Maternity leave
* Our cats & N's mums dog
* Morning sickness
* Pooing while giving birth

Yep, we talked about having a poo whilst in the throes of labour...

Seriously, i need to think about something else or when i eventually have a baby, all i'll rant about to the nurses while bearing down is whether or not i'm pooing or pushing...

Eck!

knob chops

Look at my kitty. I'd thought i'd treat you all to a look since its been a while.
awwwwwwwwwwwwww
Look how frightened he is of me shoving my phone into his face. Look at the expression, its a 'i'm going to kill you, you evil troll' expression.

Shortly after i took this, he bit my big toe on my right foot. That'll teach me.

Yada yada

Ever sat there while someones talking to you and you're nodding while saying 'uhuh' and 'yea', and then realise that you've completely missed the conversation cos you're daydreaming?

Though so.

The difference is, i make it obvious that i'm not listening. I sing under my breath, just loud enough for said person to snap 'are you listening to me?'

I keep humming the bad cow pun line over and over again cos it's sooo damn funny.

Or i burst into 'we will run freeeeee with the buffaaaalllllo' over and over again.

I'm pissing people off. People are actually walking away from me in disgust. I've been told to 'shut the fuck up' numerous of times in the last two days. Even Darth has taken to sitting on top the wardrobe, out of my reach to get away from me.

Well, i'll 'shut the fuck up' when they air condition Hell. Got it?

Dammit, why does no one else find that parody funny? It's fucking hilarious people, get some humour in them darn bones!

Much Cow Fun

Bogie will appreciate this,

Play this and be most amused. I found it again while trawling through random internet sites trying to find a game to play, I remember being sat in Brainers bedroom, listening to this...

Brings back all sorts of memories.

Now, all i need to find is the Jesus on Cheese demo and Grasshoppers are Green i'll be laughing...

No more hospitals

I had my all clear letter yesterday, about bloody time. Telling me what i already know. I no longer have Pneumonia, or the bug that caused it.

So i'm free from evil bugs, for the time being...

Me & D are moving soon, to a massive flat, with a cat flap. Darth will be chuffed. Hopefully, by the end of November. I will post new home pics so you can see how big it is...

Paranoia maybe...?

I think i'm paranoid.

Since returning from a splendurous holiday (I successfully avoided talking to various snobby people, who completely ignored me anyway) i have had little contact with my friends. Not through not trying i might add.

Are they all avoiding me??

It could have something to do with the fact i work way too much, and that i went home early yesterday from the pub cos i needed Sugar Puffs and sleep, and missed my friend/s by about 10 mins.

Anyway, i called one today, and she didn't answer the phone. I hate that. That makes me evilly paranoid. I know, i shouldn't get worried over one attempt to call her, but she always has her phone with her and always answers so tough, i'm fretting.

I really need to get a life!

Yay!!!

From tomorrow, i will be on holiday until the 14th August!!!

Fab isn't it! For me anyway!

I will be...

Friday - Faffing about cleaning stuff and packing up crud for my holiday! Taking poor Darth to mothers for his holiday, picking up D's mum from the airport so she can come on holiday, visiting my friend and her poorly nana as it will probably be the last time i'll see her alive, visiting my other friend and hopefully getting so drunk that i will wake up in bed the next day and wonder how i got there...

Saturday - Catching a coach to London to see Bogie & Beaky before she gives birth to a delightful child that will keep them awake foreveeeeeer... We will be BBQing and drinking and generally stuffing our faces and talking bollocks. It's gonna be fab!

Sunday - Catching a coach back to Bristol and driving down to Devon, pitching a tent in the dark and encountering massive spiders & assorted other bugs.

Rest of week - beach, beer, beach, beer, beach, beer...

Woohoo!! Holidays!!!