In which I justify my pseudonym
1) It needs to stop fucking raining. If not now, then definitely before the middle of August. I am bored of rain, and thunderstorms every ten minutes, and being neither warm nor cold nor comfortable. Could whoever is responsible sort it out, please.
2) Telly is crap. All of it.
3) I want to eat cheese on toast and chocolate biscuits but because I am fat and want to be less so before we have our holiday (not because I need to look good in a bikini, but rather because we are going to spend ten days eating rubbish food and drinking copiously and I can't bear to be even fatter than I am now) I can't. And even though I am not hungry I know I can't have anything to eat and of course all I want to do is eat. Stupid female logic.
4) Planning a wedding is rather less fun than you would imagine, at times.
5) Really. No more rain. Please?
Bah.
2) Telly is crap. All of it.
3) I want to eat cheese on toast and chocolate biscuits but because I am fat and want to be less so before we have our holiday (not because I need to look good in a bikini, but rather because we are going to spend ten days eating rubbish food and drinking copiously and I can't bear to be even fatter than I am now) I can't. And even though I am not hungry I know I can't have anything to eat and of course all I want to do is eat. Stupid female logic.
4) Planning a wedding is rather less fun than you would imagine, at times.
5) Really. No more rain. Please?
Bah.
posted by surly girl at 7:21 pm
19 Comments:
"Planning a wedding is rather less fun than you would imagine, at times."
I imagine it to be absolutely no fun, negative fun, if you will, a complete total and utter waste of time. Totally and utterly selfish. Think of all of those poor men (the whipped ones) who will be dragged away from their sofa in the middle of a Dravid double hundred or a good movie, to attend the nuptials of some fatuous bint and her lanky streak of piss of a twatty husband.
I hope that the one you are planning goes well, though.
There is more rain on the way for the weekend, apparently. I am sick of it. It rained every day when we decided to stupidly holiday in Britain four weeks ago, then it carried on raining every day when we got home.
I think congratulations are in order with regard to (4). Er, congratulations, but I'm not much good at that sort of thing.
Trust me the grass isn't greener. It's peeing it down in Prague too. And I'm feeling obsessed with food at the moment whilst dieting, it doesn't help that I've just quit smoking...
Anyway, just wanted to say, I hope you cheer up soon and enjoy your holidays and wedding planning.
I will have a word with The Boss.
Have the cheese on toast. Just don't have it 5 times a day every day.
Cheese and toast and chocolate biscuits seems a strange mix. TV certainly is crap and planning weddings is dull but not as dull as someone telling you about their plans for their wedding that is very very dull.
I feel the cheese on toast pain. Every time I decide to be good and eat green stuff I end up eating a pancake with maple syrup and ginger snaps for lunch. And half a kit kat.
Maybe the secret is just to not think about it. How would that work?
Yes.
1.I am with you on the rain, now that Wimbledon is over at least.
2.Telly is crap. Even if you buy loads of extra telly all of that is crap too. 96 channels and nothing on.
3.Female logic has nothing to do with it. I am not hungry and yet I would happily eat cheese on toast all afternoon just because I can't.
4. One of the worst days of my life was trawling the shops doing a wedding list. My partner at the time could not understand why I was so pissed off trailing through chinaware shops looking at cutlery I would keep in the drawer for 10 years. Linen shopping was worse. Table plans, booking cars and vicars, looking at churches and registrars, planning hymns and services, order sheets, meals, guest lists. Fucking hell its murder. Never again.
So five out of five then. Oh god- I am becoming a bit too surly.
no such thing. i hope.
actually, it hasn't rained today. cheese on tost to celebrate, anyone?
i'm cooking chilli (chili?) tho and don't want to spoil my tea. you carry on without me tho. be my guests.
I avoid cheese on toast (and peanut butter on toast, come to that) all the time now, mainly because if I went back to my wicked old ways of eating it every day, then there'd be no end to it. I'd end up like Pete Doherty and would probably even try 'shelving' a piece of it for a more intense experience.
The only thing better than cheese on toast is a double fried egg sandwich. Or Gu chocolate pots.
However, doing the table plan is fun. If you are particularly nasty.
ARE YOU MAKING IT LEGAL AT LAST???!!!
*smoked gouda in fridge calling my name...must...resist...gouda..*
Are you a wedding planner?
'Telly is crap. All of it.'?? House?
Oh.... oh, I want cheese on toast now. But since I haven't cleaned our grill since we got a new cooker a year ago it'll probably make me ill.
I also want rain, and make no apology. The recent crappy-ass thunderstorms are NOT TRYING HARD ENOUGH and it is still muggy and uncomfortable.
Here ya go surls gal. See if this dings your chime bar.
http://www.boreme.com/boreme/funny-2007/web-crash-p1.php
absolute genius, muller. ta for that.
Er yeah know what you mean on the food front, that urge not to be any fatter than I already am. It's the way creme eggs call out to me that's a problem.....
and weddings even worse, that certainty you will go down for eternity looking like giant fat meringue in the back of your head with every piece of cheese you eat.......
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