Wednesday, March 07, 2007

What? What Lifething?

Oh. That Lifething.

OK. This is what I did:

Saturday night - some extended members of the Coven came 'round. I cooked. No one died - again. Copious amounts of wine were inhaled consumed, and a good time was had by all.

Now, if you're thinking "Why does that warrant a seven day absence (not counting 'Help!' and 'Crazy' posts)?" It's because of the preparation:

Thinking, deciding, undeciding, cleaning, organising, shopping, more cleaning, inviting, reading recipe book, shopping, perhaps some light cleaning?, "I can't cook that!*", different shopping, despairing at bank balance, reading recipe book again, contemplating uninviting guests & cancelling the whole evening, throwing recipe book away, more shopping, some cleaning, marinating (chicken, not me), last minute cleaning, peeling, chopping, slicing, Eeek! What am I going to wear?! Actual cooking - everyone arrived on time meaning I couldn't hex it done, spiting Apocalypse Oven by only using it to warm plates - Ha! Realise I didn't change. Or do my hair. Oh well, more wine will remedy that. Kick last guest out at nearly 1am, clean, sleep, get up, clean, wake up, clean properly, collapse, sleep, get up, wake up, heave carcass to work again and again and again.

Oh. Here I am.

My! Doesn't time fly?




* Read: I can't be bothered to cook that.

13 comments:

  1. Is that all?

    So what was the reason for the seven days then?

    Lazy, bone-idle, cunt.

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  2. Oh bollocks.

    Yay! First!

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    Oh, I can't be arsed with this now.


    But I was FIRST!

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  3. And that cunting blogger!

    It removes all the carefully placed spaces!

    CUNT

    CUNT

    CUNT!

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  4. All those ingings are like that song Goldfish Bowl by Stereophonics (they used to be my favourite band, but that was back in like 1998! I should be forgiven!)

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  5. I'm so glad I'm not gay or mystical.

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  6. I hope there were cardboard cutouts of the uninvited coven members present.

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  7. I second the motion put forward by coven member Tim.

    Sounds like a lovely dinner party!

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  8. Tickers, aren't you just a little bit poofy?

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  9. I should be forgiven for a lot of things I did back in 1998.

    I take forever to recover from the littlest thing. It's just how I roll.

    wv: retro

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  10. A half-arsed effort from Piggy, I see...

    No change there then.

    I would reply to you all, but don't have time what with being at work and all, so just talk amongst yourselves.

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  11. I realise that was a little hypocritical of me, but what are you going to do?

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  12. We'll just carry on as normal and amuse ourselves until you can be bothered to post again.

    And yes, MJ, Tickers is a bit poofy.

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