Being a grown up can really suck sometimes
There’s not a lot happening at the moment, as my life looks like this at the moment:
- wake up, wash up, get dressed, make my sandwich, eat yoghurt, drink tea, get car out of garage
- get to work, spend all day at work (and put up with colleagues bouncing a small yellow ball around and talking shite)
- drive home, have dinner
- one of three things for an hour or so — go to gym, play on computer, craft
- shower
- bed
Very exciting. On the weekends I get to watch Saturday Kitchen on BBC 1 and the hobbit chef on STV and finally, in triumph, shop at Asda in Livingston.
THIS weekend, however, will be a bit different. My friend Jeff is in town, and he wants us to go to a CLUB tonight. A real club. With duk duk music (ugh) and everything. And we’re to go sightseeing (judging by the weather, it’s gonna be a museum and not outdoors) tomorrow.
Words cannot express my alarm at the disruption of my timetable and well-planned, comfortable life. I may strike over this.
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hehe, hobbit chef! i think it was gordon ramsay who has referred to him as the Squashed Bee Gee which also works well :)
AWT must be wondering what he’s done to deserve these nicknames. Heehee.
Funny, wouldn’t Ramsay have called him the “fucking squashed fucking bee fucking gee”.
Still, I’m sure he’s good to his mum.
You guys were really tolerant about the “duk duk”, which for the record was Salon Boris at Club Karbon. Good times, but a surprising amount of broken glass on the floor. Jeff says two thumbs up.
Jeff, you’re very welcome, I’m not really being that grouchy, I was making a point that I don’t have a life. (o:
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