I do a range of them (there's about 12 different ones in all) - I did have a word doc with them all in, but fucked if I can find it now. I just use some light weights and loads of reps and they produce results really quickly
texting mates, making plans, swearing at mates for not being where they should be (I need gin ffs ), getting some amazing news, being so happy I might be sick with said news
now just need to decide where to consume celebration gin
Going to see my lass's end of year show (she had the best photos ), watching my dad's face when he saw pics of his beloved granddaughter naked from the waist up, wearing only a couple of bits of masking tape and a pair of handcuffs (her mate's portfolio), having a gorgeous cold shower, and sitting in the yard with a nice cold beer, a spliff, and some pigeons
What a gorgeous fucking night - I love this weather
facebook messaging with results
finding out that my bank are *adamant* that the cards they sent to my current address had... my current address on them.
and finding out that royal mail are equally adamant that they'd only send mail on to the address on the envelope. it got delivered to my parents.
i'm crossing my fingers that the girl in the halifax call centre is wrong and royal mail are right.
Going to Sainsburys and being recognised by the most psychoest yet dull middle England with a nuance of Jeremy Kyle cabbie ever. He was buying barbecue stuff and LOADS of salad. It came to £78 and he looked a bit shocked. The cashier asked him if he'd be alright with his bags (he had about 15) and he replied "heh. I train". He was also wearing cycling shorts.
I dunno wtf he was doing in Vauxhall - he lives in Surrey.
being pissed off because my G4 totally died last night, proper dead, wont even turn on dead, found a sick beast of a G5 though, 900 quid.... fuck sakes, the car broke the other day an had to get that fixed too I wish shit would stop breaking.
Going shopping, bumping into my ex, informing him he's going to be a grandad in 3 weeks, watching the colour draining from his face, walking away smiling
I did text him a few months ago but he says he didn't get it. If he fucking well had a bit more to do with his son he'd wouldn't have had to be texted in the first place, would he?
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