Hey Fatty Boom Boom!

Coorrrrrrr blimey! I have spent all day, just eating. I'm amazed after today's gorging on what hasn't been the most healthy of foods, that I am now not the size of Johnny Vegas.

I woke up very early this morning. I didn't sleep too great and it was especially cold this morning, so I awoke at 9am. Not very common you see me awake that early unless I've had 20 hours kip preceding it. Mother Mitten had gone to work so I thought I would treat myself to a self-made full English, (or at least as full as my fridge would allow), and it was very nice, thanks! Bacon, Sausage, Eggs and Beans, lovely jubbly!

But then I remembered. I had a pub lunch to attend with the one and only Dr.Dax who resides in Leighton Buzzard. A 45-minute drive up the A421 and round some country roads to have lunch at one of the most beautiful spots the East of England has to offer. A small pub next to the passage of canals, possibly one of the most glorious spots, especially in Summer. I arrived a little early, so took a seat at the edge of the canal, while I awaited Dassy's "Daxo", and did 10 minutes of thinking. Nothing too sinister, just evaluating how the past few months have gone. My conclusions were, average. Still, Dassy arrived and I had a very nice Gammon Steak with chips followed up by the most sumptuous cheesecake imaginable. It was rather costly, but well worth it and it was good to catch up on The Dassman's latest escapades!

The drive home involved getting some much-needed fuel for the car, but I ended up getting more fuel for myself aswell, a couple of chocolate bars to wash down the gammon and cheesecake. I am a self-confessed chocoholic.

But then, beep beep goes the phone. It's Mother Mitten. "Remember to get some light bulbs from Tesco." My light bulb had subsequently gone kaput that morning and of course, I had to get a box of cookies aswell as the needed bulbs. I couldn't help myself! I haven't had many of them mind you, most of them are still lying in the box on my desk. Might help myself to a couple before bed.. I had my regular dinner that Mother Mitten usually cooks aswell, and this evening it was Salmon with even more chips and peas. Lovely. More food. Yep, lovely!

But the ultimate meal came this evening. Me and Beans had decided, a couple of weeks ago apparently, that we were going to go on an adventure to nowhere. Nowhere by the way, is obviously, the City of all Lesbian Drama, Letchworth. Was rather more unspectacular than our last visit, but still good to catch up with a few people and play, "Freak Out!", at full volume, attracting a few surprised and also a few scornful looks! Haha! However, Beans had not eaten and she demanded to stop in the town centre to find some food. We ended up stopping... at a Chinese restaurant. Now, after all the food I had had and my dislike of Chinese food, why I ended up buying a Chicken Wings starter and half a duck, I will never know, but buy it I did and it was especially nice. My dislike of Chinese food it seems, was rather unfair!

So, we came home, at about 10.15 and I dropped Beans off. I was tempted to make 1 last trip to Tesco just to take the pee a bit more, but it was needless. No joke to make when you're making a joke to yourself! Also, more money has disappeared down the drain, after I buyed a whole new tank of fuel and half of it went to Letchworth's roads, and the cost of all this food. But now, as the time is 11.15pm, I think it's time for bed. Goodni...... oh no..... It's Thursday night. That's it. The end of my normal week. Oh no, I'm so, so tired and once again I have to see how long I can stay up for to get a working sleeping pattern back. I hate this bit...

And as I type this, I have a dreadful stomach ache.

It was inevitable, wasn't it?

Cya x