This week I had plans. Cheese-flipchart-minis type plans. But they went awry.
Plan three – Oh, they’ve got a flip chart now! Very serious…
I planned to go to Fun Factory but ended up battling HP to the death with huge fake plants in Ikea. I planned to get people in and watch films but ended up somewhere else doing other stuff. I planned to listen to
bias's laptop set, get drunk and go to Sin and *almost* managed to do that[1] (but then some of the worst-laid plans are OK, right?).
A morning slob, then an afternoon slob, and then a quick snooze before the main evening slob...
My weekend was supposed to go party-shop-pub-club-death-cinema. It actually went party-bed-beer-bed-beer-bed-shower-bed. I blame the lethargy field in Dunk's room. It trapped us and forced me, him and Andy to spend the whole weekend curled up together in a big comedy bed watching 'South Park' and much much filmage. [Insert obligatory innuendo here]
It's cold in work today. (I've gotten used to being underneath three duvets with men and beer.)
Thanks to
dj_pooka for this article on the confusion over the reclassification of cannabis.
satsumagirl: I thought it might be useful for your project?
Also, this is for Dunk and Andy if you're out there:
I love horses! Best of all the animals! I love horses! They're my friends! Stoooopid! You so stoooopid!
[1] OK. So I missed the laptop set. (Right place, wrong time) but I managed to get drunk and go to Sin so it wasn't a complete failure on the whole organisational front...
Plan three – Oh, they’ve got a flip chart now! Very serious…
I planned to go to Fun Factory but ended up battling HP to the death with huge fake plants in Ikea. I planned to get people in and watch films but ended up somewhere else doing other stuff. I planned to listen to
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A morning slob, then an afternoon slob, and then a quick snooze before the main evening slob...
My weekend was supposed to go party-shop-pub-club-death-cinema. It actually went party-bed-beer-bed-beer-bed-shower-bed. I blame the lethargy field in Dunk's room. It trapped us and forced me, him and Andy to spend the whole weekend curled up together in a big comedy bed watching 'South Park' and much much filmage. [Insert obligatory innuendo here]
It's cold in work today. (I've gotten used to being underneath three duvets with men and beer.)
Thanks to
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Also, this is for Dunk and Andy if you're out there:
I love horses! Best of all the animals! I love horses! They're my friends! Stoooopid! You so stoooopid!
[1] OK. So I missed the laptop set. (Right place, wrong time) but I managed to get drunk and go to Sin so it wasn't a complete failure on the whole organisational front...