May Kasahara
take me to the feeling
Waiting for my son to wake up from his nap and making a potato tortilla for our lunch, and posting on here/elsewhere.
mentally preparing for the lady from the tenanacy support centre to tell me to go and live in a hostel (that appears to be her only solution to anything)
Wondering how I'm going to get off the sofa, through the kitchen and up the stairs whilst wearing my tiniest dressing gown in front of the random bloke sitting in my klitchen that my eldest has brought home with him
Fucking hell!!! Now he's brought him in the living room. FUCKSAKE!!!
Leg shaving eh, felix? You on a promise?
Having a lovely hot bath, chatting to my errr... ex (?) on the phone and telling him all about Take That. Lying on the sofa feeling more tired than I have ever felt in my entire life! Early night tonight.
And as for you - bloody lightweight!!!!
*sigh* I don't know whether to have a bath or grab mr madz for a quickie before he goes home
Playing buckaroo with my ginger cat
BothDoes that involve the actual game of buckaroo, or are you just pissing the cat off?
He's the mule.
Naturally
It'd be a bit fucked up if the cat was putting a saddle on you and screaming when you buck