Your mother loves me
Huw once told me his mother reads my
Welshy blog. Now,
Curly's mate
Osian has told me his mother also reads that blog.
I am going to have this put on a shirt: "Your mother knows who I am."
(Three sentences, four links)
worst bloody hairut ever
when it comes to geting my hair cut, i'm pretryt laid back. i have good, thickhealthy hair, i dnm'; mind or the most part hat they do iwth it. whatever they do, it's never so ac that it can't grovw baclk
today was a different matter. i deciceded that my hair neeedd cuting. it had grown far too ong. i booked in tiwht my usual hairdresser. she wan'st availavble. i got francois. he was bloody awuf. i had to tell him every singblf ebloody thing to do withhis scissors.
the cut itself isn't that bad. it's the bloody styling that lets it all down. i have short, frizzy hair. i hae to strightne it every singel day. so when I ot ot the hairdresers i tllel them that i have to straighten it every singel day/ usually they listne to me. Oh no, not francois. i had to tell him every single little bitof hair to straignte. i tol ehim i wntete it to kinda flick out at the bakc but not like th Steptfor wives. what do i get? i get Stepformd wives.
at one point, when he was wielding th straigtners, i wnatedd to grapb the m out of his hands and tell him I could do a much better job.
instead, I did what any slef effacing bring wtout do.
"oh, that's lovely, i thintk it really sutis me. youve; done such a good job"
I'ms uch a alame ass.
It'll look o much betyter when I do it myself in the mornign.
FEISTY
I've discovered a nrw artist- her name is feist, and I love her.
I love rock n roll, but more than that, I love smooth mellow tunes. I'm studying like everyday is exam day, I stopped at 11h tonight, it is saturday after all, however I dropped everyone before going to the club, I do prefer to be at mt friends house, listening to the guitar play, drinking smoothly, no wories, only good music and people I want to be around. ast time I wrnt to a club I feel asleep on a guy who kept telliong me how much he liked my shoes, it was round 5am to my defense.. and he was boring! I almost made it to this blog, but really...coulndt
Cruel cruel.
plus i do need ot keep my wits about me tomorrow and wake up early, lest i think i should cut someones arm off when all they need is their temperature taken...hahahhha don't worry i'll never cut YOUR arm off. (unless ou ask me nicely and offer a cup of tea after)
anyway...
remeber folks, you can do what you want, you can do it today, ou can make it all true!
it's easy, if you want to say yes say yes, and if you want to say no say no, there's a million ways to go, you know that there are!
there's a million things to do!
if you want ot sing out sing out. and if you want to be free, be free!
(thanks cat stevens)
xo
You need to nail her
So.
Listen you lot.
It's party time. If you ever want to go for steak when yhou're hammered is Steak by night in Swanse,a, the bar stff might be from Poland... adm the Polihs workj for steak is 'steak' which I tought was shit.
so, all is well on the western front, whatever that means. I'm not that drunk, well maybe. But htat's no t the point. I went to Exeter the other dat, tyhat was fun. I ran into some blokes from Swasnra ewhic was cool. they were gong to have words but once they realised I was Welsh, ther bought me drinks. so I had a good niught in the end.
Ummmm. I hafd some ral pearls of wisdom to impart but I judt can'r be honest to be honest. 18oz is as miuch as I can take. If you want the phone number of the hot wairess, just ask me.
ps. I have the best view from my bed in the world*. I can see the sunset while I lie in bed, I am tggrluy blessed. Not by god but through my own hard work and determination.
Mmmmmmm going to bed now, don't cause any trouble pkay kids.
pps. Cleavers - you are wicked. Don't evber stop drinking because you are comedy guinness. I 'm gonna meet you onw day, so donb't gop getting sober anytime soon. okay?
ppps. I feel sick now.
pppps. I am getting really sick of peas.
ppppps. Not the green kind, nut teh letter 'P'
pppppps I got lost in Stansead terminal once. Whic was stupid, I went the the Irish bar and ran onti one of my mates.
ppppppp Oh ogd.
pppppppp I need bed now, go away okay.
ppppppppp Definate.
pppppppppp Dont lose.
*Swansea
