We went to the Jolly Roger for Midweek Madness last night. Always fun. And haven't been out mid-week in quite some time, due to unforseen exhaustion. Guy I'm Sort Of Kind Of Seeing popped into my place after work as a suprise (ten points), then popped into the Jolly after Winex (twenty points), massaged my ankle for no other reason but just because (1 000 points) and gave me a lovely kiss outside (1 000 points). Isn't he lovely?
C and stole another soap dispenser for our collection (10 points), stacked them up on my windowsill and called it 'toilet art' (20 points), put the liquid soap in the toilet cistern in a forward-planning attempt at keeping our bags clean (100 points), and when we flushed, the entire toilet cubicle filled up with bubbles, rising angrily from the bowl. (1 000 points). So, really, me and Guy I'm Sort Of Seeing are square. Just that he's a perfect gentleman and I'm a bloody moron.
Was a great night though.
Phone my mum yesterday to see how things are with Canadian Aunty Dearest:
Aunty picks up:
Peas: Where you?
Aunty: "Where you? Where you?" That's so bloody South African.
Peas: Well how do you answer the phone?
Aunty: "House of the Lord, this is Jesus speaking."
Peas: Right. So...where you?
Aunty: I'm on the toilet.
Mother screams in the background: "How much toilet paper are you getting through there sis? Jeeeziz. You've used an entire roll in one day!
Aunty screams back: Hold onto your panties, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do!
Peas: Anyway...what you been doing?
Aunty: It's so friggin' hot here, it was snowing back in Montreal, I'm on fire. I don't want to do anything except nothing.
Peas: Can I speak to Mum quickly?
Peas: Mum has she been farting up a storm?
Mum: You wouldn't believe it. It's worse than normal.
Peas: Good to hear nothing's changed.