Oh my days

Office boy and i are seeing each other...and he wasn't scared of Marianne or Sam on the way to work (A sure sign he's a keeper!). Don't want to count my chickens but i do have to think of a nickname. Might just stick with Office boy :P

On a slightly more sour note, the council are starting to send the heavies round due to Dans lack of enthusiasm in bill paying. 3 weeks 3 weeks 3 weeks 3 weeks 3 weeks...

Aaaaaand...

I've been sent home from work again
A boy at work likes me
I think i like him
Someone has just really come through for me
I can make fridge cake
I have two new friends
I can make home made tomato sauce
The cat still needs a home
My fringe is too long
I am very excited about my new home
I have promised to make soup

For the petrol heads

Word to your mother

So after the heartache and upset of Bank Holiday Weekend (which was gotten over rather quickly...i was shocked) i decided to spend the week just gone being a little my active and productive with my time.

Monday i went to a friends and cooked a perfectly adequate spag bol with shit all ingredients. I do not know why people cannot learn to cook or use ingredients properly. I did well under the circumstances.

Tuesday was food shopping day which was ended with the eating of Kangaroo burgers.

Wednesday i went to a "musical concert" and saw 3 very very good bands. Marianne and i also wangled free merch which was excellent for everyone involved. I only had to write my email address down in some random guys notebook...i'm not even sure he was connected to the band now :D

Thursday was drinking day. Now the story is that i find a guy at work very attractive. He's got a lovely voice, he's confident, funny, flirty and nice enough bloke. We went for drinks a couple of weeks ago which ended up with me back at his watching anime films and drinking more beer, then stumbling home at 1am. Anyway i decided to have another evening with him (he is a fabulous ego stroker) along with some guys i work with and some other friends and had a fabulous evening. Much flirting was done and too much alcohol was drunk. However...

Friday was spent hanging out of my arse and feeling very sorry for myself but having promised work i would go out for team building bevvies i had to endure another evening in the pub. Oh and watching Matt sucking the face off his new squeeze. Lovely. I've never had my ego go so limp so quickly. Never mind i got in at a respectable Midnight, fell asleep on the sofa and awoke with the cat on my face and Ben looking at me.

Saturday i had to go to work and now ive consumed my own weight in pizza and watching Britains got talent! Oh god kill me now...

Rule number four, CockPorn

See Dom i told you.

Dom and i went to the cinema last night and it turns out an email was set around my friends to demand that their "Charlie cat was looked after and bought every large thing she wants" or words to that effect. I am not sure whether to be flattered or to start stocking up on horses heads to start putting in peoples beds "as a warning to the others" Anyway i thought i would act as a practise date for when Dom finally found the geek lady of his dreams. He failed on a few aspects.
Rule one. Don't eat popcorn off your dates boob if she drops it and then go Yummmmm.
Rule Two. Don't sneak up on her when you leave the toilet whilst she is staring at a tv screen and sorting out her knickers (due to my lazy attitude to clothes washing i was wearing the sort of knickers you would wear in a situation where they would be coming off again quite quickly...)
Rule three. Don't rub her thigh in the car on the way home and grunt.
Rule four. Don't refer to Popcorn as CockPorn.
Rule five. Hold the door open for your date, don't slam it in her face...twice.
Otherwise i had a lovely time and i got a large popcorn...thanks Dom

In other news i have secured the flat for Ben and i am very very excited. I will finally be out of this hell hole (and i can at least use that phrase and not be lying about it to score points) Mother and Father will be up for lunch in the near future and i am starting to think about my mystery meat and cocktail welcoming party preparations! Dom won't be there so it means i won't obliged to have pork (look Dom 3 mentions in two blog in one week, you're a celeb!)but may have wild boar instead. Om nom nom nom nom.

:D yey

A massive thank you.

To all my friends this weekend. I ended up being scuppered by £50 worth of late payments coming out of my account and had exactly £28.00 to spend on the easter weekend. I ended up being treated by Ben and his family, treated by my friends and had a wonderful day today. Honestly, without you guys i would be lost, even though i am the one in the group with the shit job, and no money you guys always see me right. I am truly thankful that i was introduced to you all and i couldn't ask for a better group of friends. You are all wonderful!

When i get into my new place i will be having a dinner party and you will all be fed and watered courtesy of moi!

Thank you!

My list of Gig Gripes

Went to see some bands last night and they were all awesome. Palehorse, Big Naturals and the amazing Baroness. Having never seen or heard any of these bands before i was apprehensive but i was not disappointed in the slightest, especially with the Big Naturals who were a two (sometimes three) piece band comprising of a Drummer and a bassist. I'l let Ben properly pick apart the gig because i don't have the musical knowledge but i left very very happy.

The moans however (its me i do this)the first one is couples. If you go to see a band with your better half thats great! Share something you love together. Please, however don't stand in front of me talking the whole way through obscuring my view, it really irritates me, we are all hear to listen and watch the band not have a conversation.

Secondly the long haired head bangers. I have no problem with it per say but when you are the only one head banging and everyone else isn't please move to the area with your kindred spirits in. I can't see because i have hair in my eyes, i can't open my mouth because i have hair in my mouth, i can't stand because every time you really get your groove on end up trodden on and i can't drink my drink because you hair is getting wrapped around my fingers.

Mobile phones. I am sure your mates are really jealous that you are watching a band but don't text them in a gig, the light is bright and distracting and unnecessary. Not to mention it is bloody bad manners to text when a band is performing. You wouldn't do it at an office meeting would you?

Dropping glasses and bottles on the floor. Yeah its annoying having to hold them but there is shelving all around the area, that's what it's there for. I don't enjoy standing on broken glass and i'm sure the staff hate picking it up.

This one is for Maz, metal dick waving. The art of trying to "out metal" each other. Guys just enjoy the show, who cares if you have better claws hands, better headbanging skills and better t-shirts? Chill out!

Blank fucking stare

So many questions...

As if it couldn't get any worse

I have a stinking cold yet again, my immune system is running on empty at the moment what with the stress i'm living with at the moment. The heating has packed up and the letting agents won't let Kev fix it because of insurance issues so i am forced to sit here and wait for the plumber. To be honest i'm not losing out at all because i was called by work today to be told i can't go in till 1 anyway. Sigh. Of course i can't go in until i have had a shower (i'm ill so i am sweating more and my hair is covered in snot after a sneezing incident, gross i know) so in in limbo.

However i have found a flat! So i just need to try and get this deposit together and i can be on my merry way! I don't think i can contain my excitement!

Oh for love of a goats trousers

I have been sent home again. So that is another £50 lost. The servers have blown up yet again and i am at the end of my pissing tether. I need a new job and i need one soon or il be stuck in this sodding house forever more.

MAD FACE

Money woes

Well sort of. Kev has offered to pay half my deposit and first months rent on the new place where ever it may be. What a pal. Honestly that man has gotten me out of so many scrapes i don't know what i'd do without him. At least i can relax a little about finding the cash now.

Phewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

Curses

Sent home early from work as the servers had "gone down". I walked past the magical computer room and saw one man frantically pulling out wires and the other one fanning the equipment going "oh shit what are we going to do?". I lol'd...then realised that this means im another £50 down next week for saving and going out with the super family, gig and bangers shenanigans. Which means il have to work on Saturday.

Fuck, shit, bollocks i'm going to be living in a frigging box at this rate. Argh.

Oh i wish.....

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