What has happened on the blogging front? Seriously people! I don't care that you have actual lives to live! Give me something to read at work!
Ian and I have pretty much given each other our birthday presents (and our birthdays are only in late Sept): Ian is taking me to the Leeds music fest (line up here) and I'm taking him to Dublin for a break. They're both kind of bowling ball presents because they're things that we'd each love to do individually, but that we also want to do conversely (if that makes sense), but I'm happy and so is he! So it's not so much a case of that Tiffany's necklace I wanted, but more 3 days without a shower. Oh, and kick-ass music and beer. Sucks for me huh! I'm positively bouncing off the walls for this.
Oh it's miserable outside! I feel the winter blues knocking on my door. Ian has taken to rolling himself up entirely in the duvet, leaving me to wake up sporadically and YANK the duvet back, as though trying to make a point to a man in the deepest state of sleep.
Deep in sleep and full of wine, as was the case last night. I woke up in front of the telly, having missed everything I wanted to watch, with my legs outstretched, Ian's legs outstretched on top of mine. Worst case of knee lock EVER. I tried to wake Ian up gently, and then shook him rather violently, causing him to look at me with evils, and get up in a huff, knocking over a glass and breaking it, a shard of which I then cut my foot on this morning. Clever.
Look, Steve Jones! So tan in real life.
I promise to post a pic of me with my glasses on soon - yes I wear glasses now. To and from work and at work only. Ian says I look like a teacher.
Ok now it's your turn to detail the mundane goings-on in your life as I have just done here. Go!
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