Dear diary.
For the FOURTEEN thousand'th time, I DO NOT NEED A PENIS ENLARGEMENT or indeed any Viagra. I know if I email back saying I don't even HAVE a penis the whole shebang of junk mail will come back tenfold, so I think I ought to ignore them which is getting a wee bit too much for me now.
Good morning all. Monday morning it is. Well - by the time I sloped upstairs from the boudour it is in fact now afternoon. I had a great early night last night and a long sleep in before realising that we have now ONE WEEK til Christmas. Great stuff. If you like being hustled and pushed around the shops by a million stressed out vultures. Ah, the joys of living in central London.
I am awaiting my new printer and a number of other goodies so I'm afraid cards and gifts are erm, not, in the post, but having emptied the remainder of my piggy bank I shall not be going away this year writing and you will have my company for the entire holiday. Cheesy Christmas pics galore so watch it....
An exciting day over at the Arse on Saturday, although we only came away with a draw the atmosphere was pretty exciting and we played about 10 minutes of thrilling football. Although it would have been Lovely to have a whole 90 - it was great to see that it's in there somewhere.
Reffer - you are a twat. Christmas time - giving of cards - yeah??
Right. Well. It's back to the tools for me. I've been busy trying to finish old material but can't seem to stop writing new which is becoming a tad exhausting.... My second album will at this rate be 11 verse/ choruses which although might be brilliant won't make for a very classic record.
You are all fabulous and anybody who says otherwise is a moose. Catch you later on. XXXX
Good morning all. Monday morning it is. Well - by the time I sloped upstairs from the boudour it is in fact now afternoon. I had a great early night last night and a long sleep in before realising that we have now ONE WEEK til Christmas. Great stuff. If you like being hustled and pushed around the shops by a million stressed out vultures. Ah, the joys of living in central London.
I am awaiting my new printer and a number of other goodies so I'm afraid cards and gifts are erm, not, in the post, but having emptied the remainder of my piggy bank I shall not be going away this year writing and you will have my company for the entire holiday. Cheesy Christmas pics galore so watch it....
An exciting day over at the Arse on Saturday, although we only came away with a draw the atmosphere was pretty exciting and we played about 10 minutes of thrilling football. Although it would have been Lovely to have a whole 90 - it was great to see that it's in there somewhere.
Reffer - you are a twat. Christmas time - giving of cards - yeah??
Right. Well. It's back to the tools for me. I've been busy trying to finish old material but can't seem to stop writing new which is becoming a tad exhausting.... My second album will at this rate be 11 verse/ choruses which although might be brilliant won't make for a very classic record.
You are all fabulous and anybody who says otherwise is a moose. Catch you later on. XXXX
