I have written in a while (haha, three days! That's a while!!) so I thought I'd grace you all with a nice insight to the goings on in Lucy's world. Polite applause is acceptable...
*tumbleweed*
Right, so, I've actually had quite an eventful few days that you've missed out on (que 'oh, woah is me!'s from my willing audiences... bastards) and I've spent most of them in a pub/bar/somewhere where consuming alcohol is not illegal. Or maybe it was... Lucy stop waffling. I went to an acoustic night last night at the place where I work, 'cause they were celebrating the last one (yes they hastened to tell me after I got the job that they were shutting down in a couple of months). It was good, good music, good free food and good cheap drinks. Exactly my kind of evening.
On sunday afternoon I went to play rounders with practically the same group of people, but larger (they all had grown several feet taller overnight, you see) and incidentally there was free food and drink on offer there too. I'm doing quite well with my £5 so far...
After the rounders and things I went to the pub to watch the footie final (Greece won!!! Yey!!!) which wasn't free, but it was just as good.
I got a bikini!! It fits too!! :-D:-D:-D
End of communication.
Tadaaaaaaah!
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Me and my brother have just been to get some ice cream. His contains 1.8g of fat per 100g, and mine contains 16.8g.
But who's tastes better, do we think...?
Maybe I'll fill the hole with them for a day or three or four adn mix them with beer to make a bikinibeer glue.
Even better is a conglomeration of inebriation.
I.E., me.
I'm like James Bond, only not in a suit or handsome.
Awww, I feel sorry for your li'l angel buddy there and his wings. He should take Rogaine for Wings.
And yes, most cock-fro home holder's are much smarter than the cock-fro that would like to nestle there.
Mooses make Moosey noises. So yeah, you can moo if you want to. =P
=)