Drunk’s Diary |
- so I decided today that I'd have a wee period of non-drinking. I've been putting it away every day for the past 2 months, and woke up this morning all sluggish and dissatisfied and paraniod, w... Posted by on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 13:11:00 GMT |
Preparing to party |
Off to see the sexy fisherman from Achiltibuie tomorrow!!!!!
Get round to packing around 7. Much humming and hawing over a capsule wardrobe suitable for a village dance and a mini-Highland Games, oozi... Posted by on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 15:53:00 GMT |
Middle-earth meets Beauly Co-op? |
I'm "pulling forward" (pulling WHAT forward, you ignorant wankers? Can't you see it's a transitive verb in this instance? No..? Well, see the - oh, never mind...) when my supervisor rushes up:
"Sara!!... Posted by on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 10:18:00 GMT |
Mmmmm... |
It's almost worth having a big stuffed-up balloon-head, a sore nose and a constant hacky cough, just for that first sip of honey, lemon, ginger and whisky. The soothing smoothness; the numbing alcohol... Posted by on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 15:47:00 GMT |
Un-besotted |
Sexy Bloke From The Village - no, let's dispense with that. He's several hundred miles away from the village and going to be for the forseeable future, and all of a sudden I don't find him remotely at... Posted by on Thu, 31 May 2007 14:39:00 GMT |
A good day on the dating website |
Within minutes of logging on, there's the usual chat requests from men old enough to be my father, Speakers of Other Languages, lesbians and Ugly Fuckers. "Fancy chatting..?" Errr, no.
Then I see it, ... Posted by on Sun, 27 May 2007 09:29:00 GMT |
Carlsberg don't make housemates, but if they did |
Friday's an organised morning - out of bed quick-smart, kettle on and into the shower. Return to the kitchen 10 minutes later, dripping and muttering, to find a cup of tea.
It's a simple thing, but it... Posted by on Sun, 27 May 2007 01:50:00 GMT |
A woman's perrogative |
Sexy Bloke From The Village has been in London for, like, aaaaaaages. Well, long enough for me to be on my second set of AA batteries, anyway :-)...
At first, I missed him terribly; missed him in... Posted by on Fri, 18 May 2007 00:43:00 GMT |
Little ray of hope... |
Somewhat appropriately, Willie The Plumber phones me when I'm in the middle of having a wee. I listen, hardly daring to believe my ears as he tells me that he was very impressed with my informal inter... Posted by on Wed, 09 May 2007 13:53:00 GMT |
Where's me bra..? |
Can't find my tarty-dress bra (y'know, those magic ones with no straps or back, for wearing under titty-tops) anywhere. Last seen on top of its box on my tape shelf a few days ago. What the hell ... Posted by on Sun, 06 May 2007 00:21:00 GMT |