Well I am sorry I haven’t updated for a few days. I have been a little busy. Saturday night was cool, lots of dancing. Friday night was amazing too.

Sunday, a night in and Buffy, chinese and lots of fun with Angel (not him from Buffy, that would be odd).!! Then yesterday I went to her work for the first real time. I didn’t get paid but helped move some boxes (don’t worry I have the correct safety certificates, lol). The we had pancakes a la Angel and her sister pestered to hell … Emma, you are totally odd but amusing . We left for the My Ruin gig at about 4pm, with Giles driving, picking up Sarah on the way. Power Ballads on the CD player and me trying to navigate got us to Pizza Hut in Portsmouth with in about three hours.

I cannot believe (still) how much Miss Dunford and Sarah ate. Words cannot express.!

We got to the gig about 8.30 after a little driving around (needle in haystack time.!) and then enjoyed a couple of support bands (and HUGE prices for beer), a bitch fight and then a tiny little woman walked on stage and made a noise that made you stare in amazement.! Tarrie B pic one, Tarrie B pic two, Tarrie B pic three, Oh my word. The sort of sound you could never imagine could emanate from some one of such a diminutive stature. Was a great set, Miss Ann Thrope appeared which was great as well as Stick It To Me. The gig finished at 11.15 ish and we climbed weerily into the car for the long journey home.

On the way back we somehow took a turning somewhere which meant that we took 3 hours again to get home but went via Tollard Royal and Shaftesbury. Most odd.!!

So today we have only just got out of bed at 1pm. Followed by Subway, Vodaphone not having the phone Angel wanted and then a bus ride home.

Let’s hope the rest of my weeks off are just as fun.!!!

Have you ever felt like something was wrong and you couldn’t stop thinking about it. Or worried about something on and on for ages but still couldn’t sort it out in your mind.?

That’s what I am doing. And I hate it. I am a born worrier (I take after my Mum in that respect), and I just can’t kick it out of my head. I have talked it over with people but I am too scared to do anything about it.

Can you tell I have a had a bad day lol.

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*****LATE NEWS*****
I am actually a little drunk after two pints.! No drinking on empty stomach.! Not good. My day has improved beyond compare and I am now happily singing the theme tune to the Gummi Bears in my head for some odd reason.!

To begin I would like to say that charging £2.35 for getting your mobile phone (well your other half’s) back from Firstbus when you accidentally drop it on the bus is another great way make your passengers piss money out of their arse’s while you sit in an Ivory Tower whilst being sucked off by Thai rent boys.

Secondly I would like to point out that when saying the phrase “I am only winding you up”, it is wise not to get it confused with “I am only yanking you”. As it turned out, saying “I am only wanking you” to Hwang in a pub full of people is not as funny as you might think.

Had a lovely night last night eating chinese and watching Buffy. Went into work late this morning because we couldn’t be arsed to get up. I have gained two pounds again, since Saturday, which has made me feel a little happier. My own fault for not eating properly (you two, take note, you know who you are, do the same).!!!

I have another driving lesson tomorrow, so must make sure I have enough money to pay the guy afterwards (and Hwang, no iffy comments on the bottom of this entry).

Now I have a quandary. It is like a quarry only less rocky. I am very interested in the whole “witchcraft” thing. But the idea of Pagan Gods conflicts with my own, very strong beliefs about Christianity. It is a difficult situation which is causing me a lot of confusion. In the end, the way I see it, we all worship the same God, just under lots of different names, but when it comes to using energy and magical forces, where do these powers come from.? It is very confusing to poor old Fluffy Bunny.

Finally, I have been on the trail of Neville, our stockroom ghost. I KNOW he is there, but I cannot bring him out of his shell. Any tips would be greatly received.

But videos of Postman Twat, sandpapering a lesbian whilst being ridden by a large, nude, gorilla would not.

Hits out for the http referers.!

Ah Sunday. Slight headache, no nausea, feeling ok (except for one thing).

Interesting night out last night. Stew and Sarah were cosy as, the emo kiddies had taken over Hobbits again and I had a really bad pain in my leg that has still not gone completely.

We bounced from Stables to Dominion (Hello Potta… you fucking freak. Stop talking to us, can’t you tell we are ignoring you), also got £10 from the fruit machine too.! Then an early stop at Phoenix, Limpet Girl was getting restless (I will so get beaten for that). Met up with Andy and Stew and enjoyed the music and drink.

Hobbits was really busy, with all those children bouncing around. Watched Nightmare On Elm Street while having people ask me if I was in pain lol. Love you all for being so caring.

Then right at the end, I bumped into Rachel (the one I ended up at that Bournville house party with). She was almost catastrophically drunk and for a short while I was wondering whether to get her a taxi or an ambulance.! I got her to sit down with us and she fell asleep on my shoulder. Dopey mare had left her bag on the dance floor and stuff ended up scattered everywhere, picked up by one of the bouncers thankfully. Sarah, Rachel and I ended up getting a taxi together and I had to keep making sure she was standing upright, the swaying was amusing though.

So now here I sit, waiting for Angel to tell me when she is meeting me. Times may change to those advertised.!

Bye all.!! xxxx

Yup, I am still drunk. *eyes rotate 360 degrees*

Been a long week. Went to Hobbits Tuesday, but had to leave early because… Wednesday I had my first driving lesson . Then that evening I took my gorgeous girlfriend out for a meal at The Curry Garden (she looked amazing btw.!).

Thursday was a “stay in and do nowt night”. I just sat there and took the piss out of Sarah and Stew for my own amusement. And Angel followed my task and took a photo of an apple on a can of beans whilst being bored at work.

Then last night was the start of another Hobbits weekend. Bar 4, Elements, Phoenix (HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRIET.!!) and then Hobbits. We were a little late out because I had to work on at work but Angel met me and I managed to avoid most of the work at the very end to stay with her. It was a good night all round I think. Well almost, but thats another story (and nothing to do with me).! The night ended when my taxi arrived, but I really didn’t want to go and someone didn’t want to let go of me, lol. So cute.

I am still aching from Elements though

Same again later. When Sarah sobers up and gets into work. Oh and her and Stew did get it on. Finally. After a lot of shoving.

More tomorrow on this fine page o’mine.

Ah the wonderful feeling of dry, clean nuts after a hot and sweaty day in the stockroom. I love bathing, a copy of the 2005 Private Eye annual dans moi paws and a cup of tea nestling gently on the sponge.

My mood has cheered immensely, especially following a chat with my now returned manager, a little good news (in a way I guess) and a chat that cleared my head a bit about the work thing.

Two days til driving lesson numero one (well three but let us not quibble eh.?). My nerves are ok at this moment, but I know they will get worse and worse. This time I am just going to do it. No looking back.

Ooooh interesting thing… did you know that cash machine us Windows as their operating system.? No nor did I although it makes sense now. I swear the damn things tell me I have less money than i should have everytime. So my ikkle Bro puts his card in a cash machine, he checks his balance and a sign says “windows will now shut down”, keeping his card into the bargain. Well done Microsoft for your usual top notch, well coded, pile of stinking, rotten, blood infested, rancid faeces (sorry got carried away). It is a flaming good job they don’t use windows on aeroplane autopilot systems. Just imagine that. The bloody things would be dropping out the skies like massive raindrops full of badly made software.

Here in murky Weston, the “Cunt”cil are going from strength to strength by closing all the access roads around our delivery entrance at work, so preventing my lorry getting round there tonight to drop off some stuff, meaning I was late home. Bastards. Well planned and thought out as ever.

Finally tonight we have something i forgot to add on my review of the year… in this case the Pope changing into a Nazi. Then again there is surely very little difference between a man who controls a large proportion of the world, and dislikes kids… and Hitler.

I am off to build a bridge over the River Kwai using only nylon socks stuck together with static electricity.

Enjoy… bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt. Ouch.!!

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*****LATE NEWS*****
Referers for the few hours between Sunday 12am and now are a little odd…
Some one is a little racist… “Big black b*stards”, or loves brown porn (a phrase with a fair few meanings, lol). Postman Twat strikes again (from the B3ta site apparently and most wonderously “How to contact Eddie ‘The Eagle’ Edwards. Lol. Worrying. (Yeah I had to drop in the PT comment, it keeps my hits up hehehe).

Well after a lot of bouncing between people not going out and going out, I went out.! Just me and Sarah again but twas a mucho lovely night.

Hobbits was emo kiddie city, Phoenix was quiet and Dominion had a sticky floor but it still enlivened us both. Pichu didn’t turn up (and didn’t bother telling me she wasn’t coming so I was a slightly annoyed Bunny).

The botanical Andy Moss was there to keep me company whilst we worked on the happiness of two of the most fustrating people ever placed next to each other on a bench lol.

So although this will be another short one today, in conclusion, a great time was had by all. I don’t think I divulged anything dodgy that I wouldn’t have remembered this morning. I guess only time will tell (and possibly Little Miss UV Hair ).

Stop that speeding spud.!!

Ps. I think I am going to make a change in my life. I can’t go on as I am, something has to be turned around. It pains me greatly to say it, but I cannot continue in the position I am currently in. The way I feel at this moment is too strong to ignore.

It is Saturday. But I am not going out. Everyone, or just about everyone, has deserted me.

Last night was ok but I drank waaaaaay too much. Angel turned up looking more amazing than I have ever seen.

I got invited to a fetish party in London, so did Angel. That was weird.!!

Then today I went shopping and had a lovely afternoon with Pichu.

That is all I have to say.

I hate my job. I have finally had enough of it. So I am starting driving lessons so then maybe I can work somewhere where they pay more money, they don’t treat you like shit and Head Office isn’t full of retards from Milton Keynes who do sod all to help the rest of the poor little shop bound bastards like my delightful self.!

Oh plus I could actually go to see my girlfriend more easily and chauffeur everyone else around for a change.

So the day before the weekends fun starts. I have already painted my nails (for the first time in about 4 months) and am raring to get into Bar4 and start the drinking. Hobbits are now doing a special on Carlsberg for £1.! Damn I am going to be drunk.

In the world of “referers” the links that lead people to this site it has finally come to the worst… “Banned sick kids”. Nice guy who searched that.!!! Also “Postman Twat” makes his 5 millionth appearence, “How to say shandy in Hungary”, “Have just eaten Goering” (which scares me a little), the classic “Titties” “Tits” and “firstbus” (all the same thing, hehe) and worryingly, my full name and the word Hobbits.!!!

Oh and “Slappers on holiday”… as opposed to slappers at home or slappers down the day care centre or indeed slappers standing around wearing white caps, capri pants, burberry and an assortment of Argos jewellery.!

And so to pizza. The door bell has just rung and I am already on my way downstairs.!

I’ll have a “p” please Bob.!

How bizarre. There is a new phrase in my vocab. It means “all is ok”… and it goes… “Everything is Hunky Boo” .

Been enjoying the delights of Buffy The Vampire Slayer again. Cuddled up with Angel watching it last night, avec une Chicken Jalfrezi (a mistake as I realised this morning). The best episode was Doppelganger. It was amazing. Willow, as a dominatrixy vampire. Hubba Hubba HUBBA.!! Maybe that’s why I have such a thing for gothic women. I like my ladies dark in clothing and light in smile. Oh and dressed to kill with an evil look in their eyes like they could do me some serious damage with their teeth.!

Aren’t I just odd.!