Come in number 6, your time is up…

    And so I find myself at the arse end of the week, feeling down again. What I would really, really like right now, is for Whabbs to turn up on my doorstep and drag me off for all the Guinness’ she’s been teasing me with.

    So much has happened in the last 6 months – both for me and her, I think we’d still be talking in a week’s time about it all.

    Basically, I just need her to buy me beer, then slap me round the head and tell me to sort myself out…and get the next round in 😉

    EDIT: For added funneh 🙂

    B3ta

    *snigger*

    2nd EDIT: I’m picking my new bed up tonight! 🙂 woo! and indeed – yay! The only question is: do I have time to get my new bed home after finishing at 5, AND get my old bed to the dump (which closes at 6)…shouldn’t be too difficult, and seeing as the Tudor is but a stone’s throw from the dump, I’ll have a celebratory pint – result!

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    1. If I had the $$, I would send Whabs to you with extra money to buy many Guinness. Hell I’d even throw in a big red bow!!! 🙂

    2. So…do I need this rope or not?

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