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| 2006-04-18 19:46:11 |
What a weekend!! |
 Not_A_Megalomaniac |
Started off dreadfully. I had to work till seven on Thursday night because there was a fire on the motorway and everyone was using the road running across the hospital instead of the motorway so there was no point leaving till seven anyway.
Had a horrible tea. Ate a whole pizza and a few slices of garlic bread. Knew exactly what I was going to do with that so I bided my time and twenty minutes later made my excuses and went to 'bed'. Five minutes later Joanna walks on me with my head down the loo, screams, shouts and beats the shit out of me.
I hate her. Officially. I have not forgiven her and I won't either. Like I don't feel a big enough pathetic waste of space as it is. Stupid bitch.
Cried all night.
Went to stay at a friend's house on Friday through to Sunday and had a lovely time. On Saturday I'd promised myself I would be allowed a night off so we went for a Mexican meal and I even had dessert! It was absolutely divine!! We went to see Alien Autopsy with Ant & Dec in it - classic, EVERYONE should see it, it's hilarious!!!
On Sunday night Joanna's friend and her children came over. Now, I hate children. I always have. However, these two are bearable. The baby (Leah. Well she's two, but she's tiny!) is my hero. She's a little monster, she's fab. And the eldest girl (Christie) is really sweet, if a touch gormless.
The eldest girl HERO-WORSHIPS me. I have no idea why. And I'm not being big-headed, it's true. Her mum tells me all the time! She loves me! She's obviously a very strange child. Anyway, Joanna's friend (Jayne) and her husband (Jeff) took us both out for a meal and Christie sat next to me and for three hours solid CLUNG to me, CLIMBED on me, told me terrible jokes I had to pretend to laugh at, sang at me and after ten minutes I'd lost the will to live. I spent the rest of my time trying to regress to my Happy Place (in bed watching the Goodies - hmm, or in bed WITH the Goodies... no that's just wrong. I'd have to send Tim out for sandwiches...!). Even Leah sat on my knee for a cuddle, pulled my hair out and slapped my face (her favourite game).
Why are children drawn to such a non-maternal child hater like me?!?! Did I do something wrong in a former life?!!?
And the meal was horrible and it was also very fattening. I came home and cried again. WILL I EVER GET INTO THAT GODDAM DRESS?!?!?!
Yesterday we went to B&Q (hurrah!!!) because Joanna wants to decorate her room and we need a new kitchen. The one we inherited is awful - dunno how they ever managed to use it. Unless they were very skinny midgets.
Anyway - I was in B&Q and I was wearing my Bananaman t-shirt!!! Don't think anyone aside from me realised the whole Bill Oddie-ness of the situation!!!!
It was great. Mum got pissed again. Typical. She's promised to quit from today. She can say what she likes but I'm never going to believe her, she promises it too often. Never mind - see how she goes this week!!
Back at work. I pick me car up on Thursday! Yay!!!!
Mood - All right, I suppose!
Music - Nowt, nada, nothin'! |
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