Wagamamas with a side of ink.

In wagamama's waiting for our "starter" main meal to come out which we shared which was through the roof.
We then had out soups, and they were also through dat dere roof.
S'gonna go straight to my hips.

My first tattoo. Danimals deffinatley getting moby dick soon.



Brodie. Brody. One of them, that's how you spell her name, later on in the night she was having a dog nightmare and about bit Rory in half.

Triple's for singles on sparklers.

After eating a full loaf of bread turned into Michael Barrymore toast between us, we played on buzz and zombie games.
After that I Moaned about being at work too often and whished i was ill, so i could stay in bed, and not go to work, and read 1984 and be looked after by the one i love.
Today, i'm sitting in bed, with a virul infection attacking my throat and deffinatly making plans to invade lungland. I'm coughing like a bitch.
Low and behold, I'm in my bed reading 1984, buying shit off ebay, and best off all not at work.
Worst thing is, the one i love isn't at my bedside, but only a phonecall away.
Bring on the tesco version of lemsip.
Goodnight.