Why haven't I been updating my blog?
I've been washing my hair.
For a month.
The sudden absence wasn't because I won the Grand National. My horse was actually first, until being pipped to the post just yards from the finish. Probably a good thing really. I was yelling that I would name my first born after him if he came in first.
The horses name?
Slim Pickings.
It could have been quite unfortunate.
I'm a bit worried at the moment. There's been a sudden baby boom. I know about 56,759,506 people who are pregnant. My mates, Jason and Mary-Jayne have just had a sprog called Lancelot. I was quite disappointed they didn't name him Slim Pickings.
What else? Oh yes, the real reason for my absence is due to the fact I've become religious about badminton and netball. But all this healthy stuff scares me so I've been counteracting it with nights in the pub. It's a problem really, I'm FAR too busy being a sexy, empowered media luvvie with a newfound passion for sport to boot. I really don't have time to blog.
And I probably wouldn't have but my Dutch friend gave me a right telling off today on MSN. Apparently he checks my blog everyday and then goes to the toilet to cry for an hour because it hasn't been updated. Hello Peter!
Oh, top tip from my sister. Don't ever sit on your hair straighteners. Particularly if you've just been using them. I've been assured that it is very painful.
Oh - I have to do that meme from Howard. Keep watching. I'll get round to it. Eventually.
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Hi Cazz,
Peter
:'(
I have to second your sister about that hair straighteners....
Actually...being a bloke that's overly paranoid about his beautiful nuts...it's probably worse and the huge dent in my manly pride isn't good either when the SO walks in and watch me curled up on the bathroom floor sobbing like a little girl.
Errm...ok now don't approve this then...
(and welcome back...and yes I know I still owe you something about carrots...I haven't forgotten...)
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