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One tired teddy bear tonight, a weekend of hard socialising mixed in with early shifts.
Really am getting too old for this nonsense. The exercise thing has been going well, and I've been walking a mile and a bit a day (but that's been too the pub, so I'm not sure that's really that good .....), but beered on Thursday (lots), Friday (a small limited bevvy due to working the following morning); Sunday (a catchup beer to try the stuff I wanted to try on Friday but couldn't for reasons of something near sobriety, and it got slightly out of hand due to the sheer tastiness of the bevvies in question, Idle Breweries "Idle Boggin" and Shardlow's Special Bitter). Also had a wallop at Willies new special ale, Meggies Pride (6.6%) which is tasty as a tasty thing as well. I'm not sure what happened to Saturday but I think it had something to do with staying in and watching Manchester United and Chelsea get stuffed seventeen degrees of sideways in the Cup. And I don't even like football. HELP !!!!
The G boy is on great form as well, he's been tarting for all he's worth, even showing off and actually LEAPING from sofa to chair to window, he never bothers with this. I wonder what's going on in his head. Another mouse has fallen under his claws, signifying that's his 2008 rampage well under way. An unknown (at the time) advantage of young Turdwalkers reign of destruction in this house was that it seems that the G boy is actually still susceptible to the joys of a chewed off half of bootlace as a chase toy. He's ignored all his other toys for ages; I suppose being of the second most contrary species on the planet (after women), it was a matter of predictability that he'd go nuts over something that's free. Naturally of course, as combat games with Dad are now the order of the day, my hand is shredded. It's part of the joy of cats, folks. They're greeeeeeeeeeat. Oww. Pass the Iodene?
Really am getting too old for this nonsense. The exercise thing has been going well, and I've been walking a mile and a bit a day (but that's been too the pub, so I'm not sure that's really that good .....), but beered on Thursday (lots), Friday (a small limited bevvy due to working the following morning); Sunday (a catchup beer to try the stuff I wanted to try on Friday but couldn't for reasons of something near sobriety, and it got slightly out of hand due to the sheer tastiness of the bevvies in question, Idle Breweries "Idle Boggin" and Shardlow's Special Bitter). Also had a wallop at Willies new special ale, Meggies Pride (6.6%) which is tasty as a tasty thing as well. I'm not sure what happened to Saturday but I think it had something to do with staying in and watching Manchester United and Chelsea get stuffed seventeen degrees of sideways in the Cup. And I don't even like football. HELP !!!!
The G boy is on great form as well, he's been tarting for all he's worth, even showing off and actually LEAPING from sofa to chair to window, he never bothers with this. I wonder what's going on in his head. Another mouse has fallen under his claws, signifying that's his 2008 rampage well under way. An unknown (at the time) advantage of young Turdwalkers reign of destruction in this house was that it seems that the G boy is actually still susceptible to the joys of a chewed off half of bootlace as a chase toy. He's ignored all his other toys for ages; I suppose being of the second most contrary species on the planet (after women), it was a matter of predictability that he'd go nuts over something that's free. Naturally of course, as combat games with Dad are now the order of the day, my hand is shredded. It's part of the joy of cats, folks. They're greeeeeeeeeeat. Oww. Pass the Iodene?
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