Sunday, 3 January 2010

I bought these Star Wars sheets but they turned out to be much too stimulating to be compatible with a good night's sleep. I don't like the way Darth Vader stares at me.

Well here we are firmly placed in 2010, out with the old and in with the new. It was a fairly un-typical Christmas for me, aside from the standard sitting in with the telly box and going to bed at stupid o’clock in the morning then getting up sometime close to midday, the main difference was, dare I say it, DIET! Foul word indeed. This blooming diabetes thing is, to be honest, a right royal pain in the wrongun, the 25th December came and went and not a crumb of Christmas pud, I had trifle, which I think is the best dessert in the world, but I also really like Christmas pud. Well this year I had none and I feel robbed, yes dear readers, ROBBED! Those who know me well are more than aware that I have a very sweet tooth. When I go out to eat I choose my pudding first then base the main meal on that, it means I look forward to pudding more because I choose a meal that has strong savoury flavours which tends to bring out the richness of something containing high quantities of sugar. In fact my ideal meal would be three courses and every course was some type of sugary naughtiness. In fact as I’m typing this I can smell treacle sponge. All I need now is a whiff of custard and I’m sorted. I got some really good pressies, 3 fossils one of which is 70 million year old reptile poop, otherwise known as coprolite, a Spinosaur tooth and a Mososaur tooth. Each one is a thing of beauty. I would love to visit Montana, North Dakota and Alberta to dig for fossils; A Tyrannosaurus Tooth would be a joy to find. I also received Star Trek and half blood prince on DVD plus a really cool book titled “why Steve is late” it couldn’t be better suited. Over the last few months I’ve regularly been late to work in the morning. If I were my boss I would have given me my marching orders. I consider myself very fortunate to work with brilliant folk.

I have a shop day on the 23rd of the month and a trip to this year’s toy fair at the Olympia on the 27th and astronomy club at the end of the month. On the 30th there may be a chance to resolve my Xmas pud dilemma when we all meet up at casa Manky for a very special event. One of my close friends has a calendar of sorts that lists the years forth coming events, it impresses me how he does it, I can just about manage a month ahead, let alone a whole year. So far I can think of five upcoming events for the next 12 months and that’s not including birthdays. So I shall sit back and watch the next 363 days pass by, hopefully without too much strife.

Finally, if you want to see some really amusing, buy your missus a transformer, then sit back and giggle your socks off, inwardly of course, don’t let her know that you find the expression of pure frustration on her face absolutely side splitting. I think I may have to by her another one just for the giggle.

I realise, of course that I’m going to be severely chastised for the above comments, but what’re you gonna do!

So as I prepare to howl in agony, I shall bid you farewell until more random thoughts leap into my head like a leapy, springy thing.



Uji, Angel Izzy, Ziggy, Angel Bean, Hiro and Momma Tea said...

You definately don't deserve any of the Crimbo pud I have secreted away for that snarky comment about my ineptness with my bumblebee.......... even you struggled so naff of Hunny Bear............... As for a leapy, springy thing could you be thinking of an extra long slinky or perhaps tiggers tail.

For my last word all I will say is EEYORE ! ! ! !

kalon said...

by the holy toe nail clippings of J R R Tolkien you shall pay for that hell spawn!