Dec. 15th, 2005

skylarking: (duckies)
We've just had out office Christmas meal, lots of fun (although there could have been more food, nicely arranged plates are all very well but I'm more interested in piles of yummy food than artistically placed parsley) so now I'm merrily merry, I smell of smoke and I've got the beginnings of a headache.

[livejournal.com profile] indigo_blind, you may be interested to know that I am currently eating toast :p


[livejournal.com profile] swoonstar, you may be interested to know that I received your parcel yesterday - the CD and card are brilliant, thank you! And [livejournal.com profile] elouisa your card has arrived too, thank you very much.


It's 6.30 and I'm ready for bed; that's a bit sad really. I'll have to think of something to do to keep myself occupied until Little Britain comes on. I would do some work on my mum's scarf but I think me drunk in charge of knitting needles would only lead to disaster.


Hmmmmmmmm


Wee Greg came to work today dressed in his suit with his leather gloves and "mafia" coat. He said he wanted to look like an assassin, we told him he looked like an undertaker, tee hee.


I think I might go in the bath. I really, really smell like smoke, yuck :(

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Hope is the gay skylarking pyjamas we wear over yesterday's bruises ~ De Casseres

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