Why is waking up after 4 or 5 whiskies (and a beer or 2) the night before getting harder and harder...? Out with the O and the G last night, got my botty absolutely whipped at table football. I'm sorry ladies and gents, but Argentina beat England 5-0. *hangs head in shame*
And Juniorette didn't have to scream like that this morning, the little terrorist. She simply has no respect for the half-dead, I'll have to find that cane...
Tuesday, March 04, 2008