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gemsybobsySteve came round with the FUCKING ENTIRE KEY TO TIME BOXSET last night. Fuckin' A, fuckin' yay. So I was watching that yesterday and neglecting my e-life. I'm still laughing about Pirate Planet. Fucking hilarious.
I didn't have to do much today apart from one little half-walk with ye olde Honey, but I felt the need to DO STUFF - always the way when you don't have to do something. I ended up enjoying a lovely long stroll in the Common with Honey,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
littlefloyd & Riley. It was event-free and perfect. As we headed toward the van this other pro dog walker came along and had zillions of little dogs that were zipping around everywhere, and my boys joined in the fun and games for a bit until I said 'come on then boys' and they came STRAIGHT BACK. <3 my boys for not showing me up. I felt proper smug. I'm absolutely soaked through now mind you; my trousers are rolled up and the three of us are lying in front of the fire. It's goddamn bliss.
I'm quite dog-free at the moment - no daycares today as Guinness called in sick this morning. Riley's here for a week though, so that's £100. Hee.
I can't get enough of Uncle Serj's album, even though listening to it reminds me of Mikey and makes me sad - we still haven't spoken since that text argument.
I wish everyone would STFU about Christmas. I told the jolly Cancer Book Man off for talking about it yesterday. I always flirt with him for some reason. I think it's probably 'cause he's so obviously gay.
Ooh speaking of gay:
'I think he's gay,' said Martha. 'I reckon time-travel makes you gay.'
It's so dark out at the moment isn't it? Everyone's got their headlights on all day.
I went grocery shopping today as well and spent nearly 60 bastard quid.
I didn't have to do much today apart from one little half-walk with ye olde Honey, but I felt the need to DO STUFF - always the way when you don't have to do something. I ended up enjoying a lovely long stroll in the Common with Honey,
littlefloyd & Riley. It was event-free and perfect. As we headed toward the van this other pro dog walker came along and had zillions of little dogs that were zipping around everywhere, and my boys joined in the fun and games for a bit until I said 'come on then boys' and they came STRAIGHT BACK. <3 my boys for not showing me up. I felt proper smug. I'm absolutely soaked through now mind you; my trousers are rolled up and the three of us are lying in front of the fire. It's goddamn bliss. I'm quite dog-free at the moment - no daycares today as Guinness called in sick this morning. Riley's here for a week though, so that's £100. Hee.
I can't get enough of Uncle Serj's album, even though listening to it reminds me of Mikey and makes me sad - we still haven't spoken since that text argument.
I wish everyone would STFU about Christmas. I told the jolly Cancer Book Man off for talking about it yesterday. I always flirt with him for some reason. I think it's probably 'cause he's so obviously gay.
Ooh speaking of gay:
'I think he's gay,' said Martha. 'I reckon time-travel makes you gay.'
It's so dark out at the moment isn't it? Everyone's got their headlights on all day.
I went grocery shopping today as well and spent nearly 60 bastard quid.
