Go back to bed
Spent an hour yesterday, yes a whole hour of my life that i'll never get back, trying to work out how to upload a photo to my profile. I managed it to my blog, which i was chuffed about, but not to the profile. And bloody picasa doesn't have a help search engine that you can type your question into...and it doesn't explain to me how I can do it. I am, slowly, going mad.
On a different note, I went to a houseparty last night. Many (many) things happened that were amusing.
This morning i've been told by Jack that apparently I text him (I remember texting, but forgot the content) telling him after he'd left that I'd just had my photo taken with the Penguin of Death.
I had another message on my phone from Jodie. I remember texting her early in the night, before I got too drunk so hers was probably at least fairly coherent, and penguin-less. But I still don't remember the content. However, her reply was "yes, and yes, and yes." which made me wonder...
After stealing Pete's chips and eating them, and trying to pay for them, even though I had no money on me, I was taken home. Probably just as well. I exclaimed when getting to the top of my stairs "Look, neither lucy (points to one end of corridor) or Kirsty (points at other end) are in" Mike was like: just as well really- he's right, i'd probably have woken them up.
Before I collapsed into a semi-coma the last words i heard from Mike were "here are 2 glasses with fresh water in for you to drink, and if you're going to be sick, do it in this." he left. I didn't see what 'this' was...until i got up this morning- I thought, 'why is my bin next to my bed?'
I went downstairs to eat marmite on toast which i had a craving for. Sat down next to Nic in the sitting room. She was watching the men's downhill skiing on the winter olympics. After a while, feeling a little queasy, I put my head in my hands.
Nic said: "Go back to bed"
There was a long pause while i thought, then i replied with "are you talking to me, or the TV?"
Nic: "you! why would I be talking to the TV?"
Ali: "I don't know, maybe they got out of the wrong side of bed!"
I have just realised 2 shocking facts.
1: That I have just eaten a tiny little cake (2 inches x 1.5 inches) which contains no less than 15 different E-numbers. Which surely can't be good?
2: Through talking to Jack on msn, I am turning 22 in 3 months. 22!!! I am scared, I don't want to be 22, I am liking 21 just fine. I am going to ignore my birthday from now on I think.
xx
On a different note, I went to a houseparty last night. Many (many) things happened that were amusing.
This morning i've been told by Jack that apparently I text him (I remember texting, but forgot the content) telling him after he'd left that I'd just had my photo taken with the Penguin of Death.
I had another message on my phone from Jodie. I remember texting her early in the night, before I got too drunk so hers was probably at least fairly coherent, and penguin-less. But I still don't remember the content. However, her reply was "yes, and yes, and yes." which made me wonder...
After stealing Pete's chips and eating them, and trying to pay for them, even though I had no money on me, I was taken home. Probably just as well. I exclaimed when getting to the top of my stairs "Look, neither lucy (points to one end of corridor) or Kirsty (points at other end) are in" Mike was like: just as well really- he's right, i'd probably have woken them up.
Before I collapsed into a semi-coma the last words i heard from Mike were "here are 2 glasses with fresh water in for you to drink, and if you're going to be sick, do it in this." he left. I didn't see what 'this' was...until i got up this morning- I thought, 'why is my bin next to my bed?'
I went downstairs to eat marmite on toast which i had a craving for. Sat down next to Nic in the sitting room. She was watching the men's downhill skiing on the winter olympics. After a while, feeling a little queasy, I put my head in my hands.
Nic said: "Go back to bed"
There was a long pause while i thought, then i replied with "are you talking to me, or the TV?"
Nic: "you! why would I be talking to the TV?"
Ali: "I don't know, maybe they got out of the wrong side of bed!"
I have just realised 2 shocking facts.
1: That I have just eaten a tiny little cake (2 inches x 1.5 inches) which contains no less than 15 different E-numbers. Which surely can't be good?
2: Through talking to Jack on msn, I am turning 22 in 3 months. 22!!! I am scared, I don't want to be 22, I am liking 21 just fine. I am going to ignore my birthday from now on I think.
xx
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