I opened up Word, and all the writing was ridiculously small. I had to zoom in.
First a note about Stephen Fry [spelt correctly this time]. He said on QI something about a centipede having more legs or "less legs" than one hundred. This appalled me.
Now about today. Yesterday I was shit-bored. And lonely. But today Jonny came round, and then tried to go home in preparation of his gardening appointment somewhere in Eccles. But his tyre was flat, and said bike is now in my shed. He cadged 70p off some random woman and got the bus from the top of the road. And is probably still in Eccles …
Oh dear.
Then I went for a walk with Delaney. Which was nice. But cold. We walked all the way to Little Lever, only to realize that everywhere decent was closed at six o'clock on Sunday. I bought some dodgy Custard Creams [never buy Co-Op's Custard Creams] and we frozzed our way home. That is to say, it was chilly.
Upon arriving home I watched this thing on BBC3, had soup and ham sandwiches, then started watching QI. All night on Dave. It's mintt.
And that's it. =D.
2 comments:
I once bought custard creams at a co-op in lowton and survived so you must have a dodgy co-op.
You did tell me of these goings ons last night on msn...Don't buy custard creams form the co-op...i'l try and memorise that for future refrence. thanks =]
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