The mum and her mot went away to Buxton (i didnt even know it was a place, i thought it was just a brand of bottled water) to most likely get it on and see an opera concert featuring a famous bassoon player, (you know, they dont even sell popcorn at those things right?!) So when i got home last night feeling depressed because i bought three scratch card and didnt win a penny i found that my sister had cooked a dinner for me complete with a glass of wine and candles. i felt like such a classy bird even if it felt a little bit strange eating in a romantic setting with my 12 year old sibling.
...a slightly less interesting week so far and i know you must be devastated that i dont have news of amazing shit that went down so fuck you. heres other stuff i plan to do.
-find the irish cobrasnake (this guy) and get snapped!
-have a pretty sweet skinny dipping party
-eventually win £££ on a scratch card since im pretty much addicted to them
-comb the deadlock out of hair, failing that, pimp it out a bit
-get one of those paper crowns you get free from burger king
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