So wednesday night last week I vomed my guts up and managed to get into work only to go home again cos I looked like such a poor excuse for a human. I stayed home Friday and got myself better. Adam visited me Friday night and he came bearing gifts in the form of Bath salt which TURNS YOUR BATH TO JELLY (It was so amazing that I had to put that in caps), a Mr.Grasshead (Which I am yet to water so it grows) and a WII CONTROLLER. We have been looking all over for a Wii controller for so long, and now we can 2 player on Mario Party and Tennis! Oh yes! Geekathon. Anyway, I tried out the bath jelly stuff, it wasn't as exciting as the caps lock suggested. Totally just came out as weird clumpy water and made me feel slightly sick from sitting in this consistancy. But it's okay, i'm over that now and my bath is jelly free. Plus I think it was more for like 2 year olds so I didn't get the full benefit at 20 years old. Nevertheless it was a fantastic idea. We cooked Curry for my Mummy who is currently unable to do anything as she had an operation last week. The Curry was a hit and we sat down to watch a bit of the ol' TV before bed. Friday night with Johnathan Ross was on and Tom Hanks was qual. He's 51, he looks marvellous for 51.
Saturday helped around the house for a bit before thrashing Adam at Mario Party. It's cute really, he thinks he's winning and then I just sweep on through and take the lead. Muhaha! We drove over to my Nanny's to pick up some ironing she did for Mumma, I tried to teach her how to use her computer but that didn't go that well. She seemed oblivious that she'd somehow set up a hotmail account and was totally flabbergasted that she could received emails through this website! OMGZ! Adam and I got Chinese after watched Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall cry about some Chickens on Channel 4 and watch some mug get tossed on Deal or no Deal, God I hate this programme. We ate vast amounts of Chinese, Beef with Green Pepper in Chilli sauce, Chicken Szechuan style, Sweet and Sour pork balls, Prawn toast, Curry Sauce oh my it was SO GOOD. A little too good perhaps.
Sunday we watched Portsmouth perform in pantomime; oh wait NO, that was a real life football league match where we lost 2 nil to Sunderland who are fighting relegation. We were fucking dire. I hope Havant and Waterlooville are better when I go to watch them on Wednesday against Swansea in the FA cup. 'Mon Hawks!
After the pantomime, sorry footy match, I drove us down to Old Portsmouth where we went for a drink with Hattie and Claire and then Hattie came back to my house with me and we got board games. We were all very excited about playing scrabble although we never actually ended up playing it. Instead Adam and I played 'call em all' for about 3 hours and of course I won. Aha! Although funniest game EVER, on sandwich fillings Adam guessed so many and kept saying "and pickle" to all of them. I tried telling him "Stop saying 'and something'" to which his reply was "BUT IT IS CHEESE AND ONION! NOT CHEESEONION!" I thought my side was going to buckle under the laughing pressure.
We finally went to sleep around 1am, now i'm on lunch at work and writing this has filled a lovely part of my lunch right up.
Ta ta ol' trusty blog readers.
1 comment:
oh hai. i have not had teeth out yet. i've decided your blog is infinitely better and more interesting than mine. it's also more personal, which i admire because i am far too scared to be that open on TEH INTERNETZ. i've been told my blog is "funny" though. good enough i suppose.
i will bookmark you, because i can't for the life of me work out how the hell you subscribe to these things.
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