In the wee hours of the morning we got invited to a 'party' after we closed the pub, which almost flipping killed me as we had 3 bands on and I was uber TIRED. Anyway upon arrival there was 2 geeks, an xbox and Sol beer.
*siiiiiigh* I should have known better really. Robert had a good time at least.
The lesson here is once a geek always a geek, and that generally means they are BORING.
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Saturday, 30 May 2009
Wednesday, 28 January 2009
Monday, 7 April 2008
Fashion Smashion
Did you Kate Moss? Thats not strictly true is it.
No. I started this.
GAH.
Look at them.....mocking me.


Tuesday, 1 April 2008
How Sweet It Is
I'm not gonna lie, I hated this whole clock changing thing, but now....well I love it. It feels like the summer man.
I just met Meeeeeeeegan and Eeeeeeeeemma, pics to follow in due course, it was ace. I realised Emma and I have the same eyebrows, thats interesting ey.....yeah.....maybe not. It was weird though, in a nice way.
Sweet. Sweet as a nut.
I just met Meeeeeeeegan and Eeeeeeeeemma, pics to follow in due course, it was ace. I realised Emma and I have the same eyebrows, thats interesting ey.....yeah.....maybe not. It was weird though, in a nice way.
Sweet. Sweet as a nut.
Monday, 31 March 2008
Riiiight...
First she steals my man, now my glasses........

Wow. Look at her face though.....ha. Actually I can pull some pretty funky facial moves, but.....no I have no real point. I'm gonna let her weird face go. This time.
Screw off Paris. Screw right off.
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Beef,
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ugly people,
WOW YOU ARE FREAKING ANNOYING
Wednesday, 26 March 2008
Ode To........
My Son...
Isn't he lovely, isn't he wonderful.
Crazy as a freaking nut. Literally.
Sometimes I feel like she's more Koala then teen, but that's kind of sweet, in a gross way. She's more likely to make me laugh with the unfortunate things she does rather than any sort of wit, god bless primark for those slippy shoes.
She has inherited my terrible taste in men, fashion, music. We also share the same penchant for saying inappropriate things to create a bit of dramz.
I love you like the half ton mum loves KFC.
Isn't he lovely, isn't he wonderful.
Crazy as a freaking nut. Literally.
Sometimes I feel like she's more Koala then teen, but that's kind of sweet, in a gross way. She's more likely to make me laugh with the unfortunate things she does rather than any sort of wit, god bless primark for those slippy shoes.
She has inherited my terrible taste in men, fashion, music. We also share the same penchant for saying inappropriate things to create a bit of dramz.
I love you like the half ton mum loves KFC.
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Grace Rosanna Mary Esther Ann Farrell,
My Son,
Ode To
Wednesday, 5 March 2008
That's My Girl
Friday, 29 February 2008
Something, Something About A Pussey
Wow. Wow. I had plans to be really mean to someone when I saw them. I just did see the aforementioned, I gasped. I literally gasped and couldn't talk.

I'll get my revevnge. But not just yet......all in good time. All in good time my friends.
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