No phone call from prospective employers. -No surprise (it took a month to even offer me an interview!)
Drunk and bored and in need of cuddles.
That is all...
OK, so I may have gone over my 25 word limit, meh... at least its not my usual 3,000 word whinge fest about how shit I think my life is!
hmmmm, time for a picture...
P.S. Casey told me tonight that I'm the most important guy in her life atm, more so than her boyfriend. -Someone remind me to digest that little tid bit when I sober up ey?
Cheers,
Nelo
P.P.S. I'm hungry... someone make me something to eat, I CBF and am probably not in a state where I should be operating heavy machinery or a microwave either.
That said, I can still type pretty well trashed! Go me!
My arms are yours, hug away.
ReplyDeleteOn the side is the special pie I just made you.
In the fridge is another couple of beers!