So, the powers that be at work have informed me that the best way to improve my writing skills (an essential part of my job - but mostly I am far better with numbers) I should start a blog thing and write it as much as possible.
Now personally I don't really approve of blogs. Firstly because you can read all about other people's lives, which is unhealthy when said person is going out with your ex who you are trying oh so hard not to stalk. Secondly because you either come accross as a bit of a twat or, errr, a bit of a twat. Anyway, today I finally felt like I should start.
Excellent. I have just been emailed a great link to go in.
http://www.boyz.co.uk/pdfs/68-70%20BOYZ%20night%20by%20night.pdf
The person on page 3 in his pants is my good mate Noel. he is a cock. as you can see from the picture. Go to Shinky to see how he became that naked and covered in choc spread. It's got hot music, hot cabaret and hot dancing.
Anyway, I was going to have a bit of a rant about how my barmy ex boyfriend came over last night at about 1:30am in the morning and ended up staying the night. Just talking mind. Mind being the operative word, being as he totally fucked mine. again. Cheers for that Dan.
Can't really be bothered to go into the details. Mostly a lot of boy lies and stuff, although not with the aim of getting into my pants I can assure you. Which was part of the problem when it came to us finishing. Unlike Tom, whom I have a date with tonight! Woo hoo! Very strong and manly. Hoping to spend another evening being thrown into his bedroom through the window.
