This week has gone past really quickly and has been alright, as far as weeks go. Apart from someone at work really getting my back up yesterday by pointing out my every mistake like I was the stupidest person in the Universe as we know it for making them, which put me in a really bad mood.
Today though, get this, I had no money to go out, and I was moaning about it when paying my rent, so my Landlord gave me 20 quid! Gotta love him. He shagged my housemate too. I guess Landy's and housemates f.cking has it's benefits! Wicked! Love him! He is very horny. Gush. His Mum's well sweet too.
Anyway, so I am off out tonight and I wont have to make it the first weekend since I got back from Brasil in September that I haven't been out! Yay! Love Landy!
Love the Landy. What is with the word 'Landlord' anyway? Lord of the Land? How truely gay. Anyway, I haven't been thinking about that asshole of a f.ck buddy much at all these last couple of weeks, which is brilliant. I've had lots of other stuff to think about. I bought some new skates for Rio the other day, which probably wasn't wise.
Last night I actually got to sleep and slept for a full 6 hours, which is wicked.
Anyway, dinner.
