Also...

I've just realised that my camera is gone as well!

"Ed, you twat"

So, yesterday I had my iPod, my new debit card, and my phone stolen - among other random bits and bobs. I still suspect my landlord (and now also "Housemate #3"), but as the fuzz said - "Can't do anything about it, mate".

Breaking News! Long story, but my new debit card came through the letter box today, without being signed for - I just quizzed Royal Mail, and it turns out that Housemate #3 signed for it yesterday. Ladies and gentlemen - we have a new Prime Suspect.

Hmmm...

I am very suspicious of my landlord.

I'm just saying this now, so I can refer back to it when something terrible happens - at which point I can look at myself in the mirror and say "I told you Ed, you twat".

Representing

Its been one of those good/bad weeks - toilet was out of use for 3 days, freezer packed in, all the utilities bills came through, took a step back in my teacher training, and lost my identity by misplacing my wallet. Oh, wait, thats a bad/bad week.

Roll on the week commencing 21st November 2005.

Update: Have no money due to wallet incident, but I've just managed to scrape together £1.90 for a pack of Rizlas and a bottle of Sainsburys Basics Cider. May the festivities begin!

Goodness

Had our house party last night, and it was a roaring success! There was a good turnout, and fun was had by all - mission accomplished.

The highlight for me was Gavin Buckaroo - wait until someone passes out, and see how much stuff you can put on them until they move and it all collapses. Humourous.

Now all thats left is too clean up. Theres always a downside.

Friday night again...

Friday night is here again, and yes, you've guessed it... its piss-up time.

Except this time theres a reason - Its Char's Birthday!

Happy Birthday Char, and as her brother mentioned:

"Happy Birthday sis, and remember, you're now one year closer to death!"

Grrrr

Its so hard to motivate yourself when you've got too much to do. Its also hard to motivate yourself when you've got very little to do, so in order to do anything, you need a resonable amount of things to do - say 5 in any one day.

Today I have about 12 things to do, and therfore my motivation is extremely low - which is exacerbated by my god-awful hangover that I stupidly gave myself through drinking vodka and some cheap, green alternate to Red Bull. Bastard special offers.

Sirrrrrr

The most common question I'm asked by kids at school of recent days, not science or education based, but -

"Mr Saddle?"
"Its Mr Sadler, but what?"
"Do you fancy Miss Emery?"
"Erm... get on with your work."

Everyday, at least twice a day. It jarrs.