Friday, February 17, 2006

Crap Sticks

Oopsa daisy, have made yet another stunning balls-up at work. Ha ha, it's quite funny though. I sent a surveyor around to a house thinking that the owners were away on holiday but it turned out they were back today and were both in bed asleep when he let himself in with the key. The key I gave him. How naughty. Must phone them and apologise but he said they went back to bed so will leave it a few hours. He was really really embarrased about it, hope they weren't naked or anything.

Ah, well that's my morning so far. Umm, have to go into town at lunchtime and withdraw lots of cash to pay the plumber who fitted our bathroom suite earlier this week. We're out tonight to Ben & Penny's for a boozy soiree and we have another tomorrow, Rachel's flatwarming. She didn't have a halloween party so she's having an 'evil' theme. And tomorrow I am SORTING OUT my manky hair, I'm having highlights and a few inches lopped off. It's got way too long and I am starting to look like Neil from the Young Ones. Also my roots are totally unacceptable. If I have the time today I'm going to flick through magazines to find inspiration. I might go a bit blonder.

Molly news: took her to the vets, he says she had an enlarged thyroid and is suffering from stress. How bad do I feel? I don't understand the stress thing, I really don't. I mean, I try to give her the best life I can, she gets fed, like, ALL the time and has her routine, plus we totally spoil her and fuss over her all the time. The vet said it might be another cat hanging around that causes it, so if I see any others I'm going to shout at them and freak them out.

I watched Dodgeball last night, it was really really funny. Ben Stiller is so great.

Well, have a good weekend y'all, and think of me getting drunk/sitting at the hairdressers/doing lots of DIY.
xxx

1 comment:

Alex said...

i dont really understand how pets can get stressed, I mean how? They get treated nicely and eat whenever they like. I don't THINK my cats had a secret job working the stockmarket buying and selling all dayy, wearing nice suits and having working lunches. I guess I am a bad owner if I don't know the answer to that...

I wish my hair would grow. I am trying to grow it out but it has other ideas.