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r_scribblesMemo to self: never, ever attempt to sell anything on eBay ever again. Partially because I've now put up 6 garments and only sold 2, both at the starting bid price of ninety-nine-pee, but mostly because it means going into the FUCKING POST OFFICE! Queued for 20 mins to post off my sale, which, if I was getting a fiver for it, I'd be OK with, but since once eBay and Paypal have taken their cut I'm going to all of this hassle for about 60p, it's really not worth it. Oxfam shall be getting my cast-offs again in the future. They are out of the doghouse once more, in spite of their weird new ad campaign that looks like it's for TSB.
Also on the irritating front, iChoons still doesn't have the latest episode of Lost to download. Me Wanty! They tempt me in by offering the first 8 eppies, and now what? Hmm?
Also, there was another annoying woman at Sing & Sign today, taking (albeit noisy) toys off Vi and ignoring her own brat pushing all the other kids over. Really put Hubs' back up in full Protective Father mode, and rather irritated me too.
However, Greaves was down today! He listened patiently as I sang renditions of 'Close friends get to call him J.G, he'll invite himself round to tea' (to the tune of 'Top Cat'), called me a fucking bitch whore slag*, the usual banter, ate our food and whatnot. Bought us Brownies and nicecream, though. Nyum nyum! I introduced him to the modern phenomenon that is Lolcats, and he asked why all the captions were spelled wrong. We discussed the merits of his getting a virgin girlfriend to 'break her in' and, were a man to have a penis that was 8 inches long flaccid but only 3 erect, whether it would become really thick in its excited state or whether all the flesh be redispersed and go to his nipples.* He talked me through his critical opinion of 2001: A Space Odyssey. Again. Happy Days.
* Only when the babe was a-kip, though. Greaves, Hubs and I do have a tendency for our humour to gravitate towards the peurile and offensive when we're together, but he is a thrice-over uncle and actually very good with kiddiwinks.
And Hubby has had his hair cut. I hate it when he does that. It means there's less of him to love :(
Also on the irritating front, iChoons still doesn't have the latest episode of Lost to download. Me Wanty! They tempt me in by offering the first 8 eppies, and now what? Hmm?
Also, there was another annoying woman at Sing & Sign today, taking (albeit noisy) toys off Vi and ignoring her own brat pushing all the other kids over. Really put Hubs' back up in full Protective Father mode, and rather irritated me too.
However, Greaves was down today! He listened patiently as I sang renditions of 'Close friends get to call him J.G, he'll invite himself round to tea' (to the tune of 'Top Cat'), called me a fucking bitch whore slag*, the usual banter, ate our food and whatnot. Bought us Brownies and nicecream, though. Nyum nyum! I introduced him to the modern phenomenon that is Lolcats, and he asked why all the captions were spelled wrong. We discussed the merits of his getting a virgin girlfriend to 'break her in' and, were a man to have a penis that was 8 inches long flaccid but only 3 erect, whether it would become really thick in its excited state or whether all the flesh be redispersed and go to his nipples.* He talked me through his critical opinion of 2001: A Space Odyssey. Again. Happy Days.
* Only when the babe was a-kip, though. Greaves, Hubs and I do have a tendency for our humour to gravitate towards the peurile and offensive when we're together, but he is a thrice-over uncle and actually very good with kiddiwinks.
And Hubby has had his hair cut. I hate it when he does that. It means there's less of him to love :(
