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Five things...
We are suffering from our first cold. That is, Daddy has it, Mummy is trying to fight it off and neither can get much rest since baby's got it summat awful. Last night was tough. After about 10 attempts to get her to stay in her cot (including an hour long screaming fit until 1am) I gave up and brought her into bed for the night. It doesn't help matters that her first little tooth broke through yesterday. Poor thing. Also, she has now learnt how to roll herself onto her front, and does so the second she's in her cot. Again, I've had to give up righting her as she just rolls straight over again and seems much more comfortable on her front. Today was a 2 cups of coffee day. I'm knackered!
I finally got my Mother's Day present today - Tomb Raider Anniversary. Pretty but infuriating. I've been running round and round Croft Manor for ages looking for either a grappling gun or a way out of the fecking Library.
I started listening to Westway a while ago because La Reynolds is occasionally in it, and now I've got a bit hooked. Dammit! It's like The Archers In The City. Nina Wadia's in it too!
Sis came down for a couple of days. We've spent it being accosted by Randoms. Two tramps outside Sainsburys chatting us up yesterday and a fucking Chugger today. I did the usual 'sorry, we're in a hurry' blather and he called my bluff! Asked me what I was in a hurry for. I should have told him it was none of his business or made up something funny - I've only got 15 minutes to save the Earth - something like that, but instead I lied really badly. 'We... have to... catch a... bus.' I'm so shit! I hate chuggers, they're on the high st every single day. At least none of the Anti-Abortion lot have approached me yet, I might have to spit in their eye.
I've finally started work on The Awful truth again! It desperately needs some love right now.
We are suffering from our first cold. That is, Daddy has it, Mummy is trying to fight it off and neither can get much rest since baby's got it summat awful. Last night was tough. After about 10 attempts to get her to stay in her cot (including an hour long screaming fit until 1am) I gave up and brought her into bed for the night. It doesn't help matters that her first little tooth broke through yesterday. Poor thing. Also, she has now learnt how to roll herself onto her front, and does so the second she's in her cot. Again, I've had to give up righting her as she just rolls straight over again and seems much more comfortable on her front. Today was a 2 cups of coffee day. I'm knackered!
I finally got my Mother's Day present today - Tomb Raider Anniversary. Pretty but infuriating. I've been running round and round Croft Manor for ages looking for either a grappling gun or a way out of the fecking Library.
I started listening to Westway a while ago because La Reynolds is occasionally in it, and now I've got a bit hooked. Dammit! It's like The Archers In The City. Nina Wadia's in it too!
Sis came down for a couple of days. We've spent it being accosted by Randoms. Two tramps outside Sainsburys chatting us up yesterday and a fucking Chugger today. I did the usual 'sorry, we're in a hurry' blather and he called my bluff! Asked me what I was in a hurry for. I should have told him it was none of his business or made up something funny - I've only got 15 minutes to save the Earth - something like that, but instead I lied really badly. 'We... have to... catch a... bus.' I'm so shit! I hate chuggers, they're on the high st every single day. At least none of the Anti-Abortion lot have approached me yet, I might have to spit in their eye.
I've finally started work on The Awful truth again! It desperately needs some love right now.
