Fat Bass, shopping and a large leaking crack!
Bloody hell!
My lovely prepared after Holiday blog has been pre-empted and ruined by first a Aim message from Baby-Bro and then the referenced email from Middle-bro. Bollocks.
Why am I so pissy? When folks let me tell ya.
The first words out of his keyboard were "you fat bass!!!" Bloody hell! Where did that come from? Ah. The wedding photos have been published! And yes I do look like I've been gussling more than my fair share. As I said to the skinny bastard though, when ya stop smokin' it can take a year to get the shit off that took a month to put on! He told me to go to a gym. Of course he did say that I looked even more like my dad.. Hang on, my dad is nearing 70! What the hell does he mean!
*Deep calming breaths*
Mondays are becoming a tad hectic. I just realised that it's technically Tuesday but every Monday every man and there dog seem to want to Aim me at the same time, so I end up with five different conversations going at the same time. While I try and distill the weekend for you my lovely reader. (I hope you’re a girl!)
So it was a long weekend. For once the pinnacle wasn't how many hangovers I could live through. I don't think I had a single morning that I couldn't function. Nice change. Did do some strange stuff though. Mostly an interesting activity Surly was calling "shopping".
Now I used to say that "I can't stand shopping". Like most men, that is a complete lie. It's not that we don't like shopping, it's not that we don't like spending money! It's that we don't like doing either of those things with out women! Where's the fun in being dragged around women's clothes shops and, *shudder*, shoes shops. Much more exiting are the electronics stores or the Games stores. Yes I know for some it's the sword and gun store… You get the point though. Surly and I were "browsing" I believe the term is. A most enjoyable past time. Got me out of the house for a couple of hours.
"Well Krave?! What did you pick up on your expedition?", I can hear you askin'. Well that's the best bit, after walking round for oh, probably five hours over two days - I know, I'm embarrassed - all I got was a couple pairs of cords, a freaking awesome jacket and er a book bag . Since Surly has finally found himself an apartment, one of Fomudders. Needs a bit of work done on it before he can move in but should be pretty cool, has a front and back deck, oh and a huge leak coming in through the ceiling. Not too bad though since it's the upstairs and should be easily fixed.
Shite. They found me. The day has begun. I shall finish off after lunch..
My lovely prepared after Holiday blog has been pre-empted and ruined by first a Aim message from Baby-Bro and then the referenced email from Middle-bro. Bollocks.
Why am I so pissy? When folks let me tell ya.
The first words out of his keyboard were "you fat bass!!!" Bloody hell! Where did that come from? Ah. The wedding photos have been published! And yes I do look like I've been gussling more than my fair share. As I said to the skinny bastard though, when ya stop smokin' it can take a year to get the shit off that took a month to put on! He told me to go to a gym. Of course he did say that I looked even more like my dad.. Hang on, my dad is nearing 70! What the hell does he mean!
*Deep calming breaths*
Mondays are becoming a tad hectic. I just realised that it's technically Tuesday but every Monday every man and there dog seem to want to Aim me at the same time, so I end up with five different conversations going at the same time. While I try and distill the weekend for you my lovely reader. (I hope you’re a girl!)
So it was a long weekend. For once the pinnacle wasn't how many hangovers I could live through. I don't think I had a single morning that I couldn't function. Nice change. Did do some strange stuff though. Mostly an interesting activity Surly was calling "shopping".
Now I used to say that "I can't stand shopping". Like most men, that is a complete lie. It's not that we don't like shopping, it's not that we don't like spending money! It's that we don't like doing either of those things with out women! Where's the fun in being dragged around women's clothes shops and, *shudder*, shoes shops. Much more exiting are the electronics stores or the Games stores. Yes I know for some it's the sword and gun store… You get the point though. Surly and I were "browsing" I believe the term is. A most enjoyable past time. Got me out of the house for a couple of hours.
"Well Krave?! What did you pick up on your expedition?", I can hear you askin'. Well that's the best bit, after walking round for oh, probably five hours over two days - I know, I'm embarrassed - all I got was a couple pairs of cords, a freaking awesome jacket and er a book bag . Since Surly has finally found himself an apartment, one of Fomudders. Needs a bit of work done on it before he can move in but should be pretty cool, has a front and back deck, oh and a huge leak coming in through the ceiling. Not too bad though since it's the upstairs and should be easily fixed.
Shite. They found me. The day has begun. I shall finish off after lunch..
posted by Krave at 11:21
2 Comments:
was it a book bag?, or a MAN BAG!?
Bugger off! Yes I know it could be concidered gay, but I love it! Ha! There! Mwah-Ha!
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