You Know, Like, Stuff...
All's quiet really. Nothing to report. Jo is away this coming weekend, so Boys Weekend it is. Tam is learning potty training with is sooo much fun - she just pee'd on the floor and slipped over into it. Another Bath. Of course, trying to teach the BABY to use the potty isn't easy when someone else is just sitting on it...
The cats are shits, the dogs are crazy. Gemma is moving house this weekend which means I am fish sitting. Bob doesn't know what hit him. His crystal-clean pad is now full of crazy strangers, and they've made a MESS of his place. 
Actually, that photo doesn't do it justice. That water is GREEN. GREEN I tell ya!
In other news, we found my mobile phone (on his own though, so those of you that wanted me to find their missing phones too, sorry!). It was buried down the side of the washing machine, and then packed out with socks. Stinky Phone. It's now being charged, so no doubt when I turn him on it will melt from text messages...
MSN was left on a couple of days back by mistake, and the following morning my desktop was missing underneath the "You here" "Hey matey" "Still away" and such like...Bless.
All in all, things are nice and quiet. Which means world war three is about to start...
Name: Dan English
4 Responses to “You Know, Like, Stuff...”
Dan, I'm loving your fish. I'd love a huge goldfish like that, they're my favourite. Pete won't let me get a big tank, meanie! :(
Ok Dan ... you didn't find our cordless but atleast you've given a suggestion. Mobiles are built quite rigidly but is it really going to survive something as scary as smelly sock?????????
You should eat those fish. They'd make nice sashimi.
Dan the man are you still alive or have those man eaters finished you off!!
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