Grouchy, arsey and no too happy - we were woken up at 5am by this

and then 30 minutes later by this

Mister Girlpants is tired. As tired as a hard working man can be. Not only has the academic year just finished with all the meetings, training and exam boards, but there's a conference in less than a weeks time and a whole load of programming to do for outside projects.... We were working on a friends kiddy flat pack furniture which meant that the bottle of white and strawberries I had planned were left in the fridge as we were both too tired to do anything but sleep - not even make a cup of tea! Then this morning, he refused to leave the bed until midday today. Sleepy boy = grumpy Girlpants.

Especially in this heat!

So when he saw the news tonight, he turned to me and said lovingly...

"Ere! Maid! 'dere be no flags on cars in Plymouth tonight..."

Droll Devonshire boy.

Not even funny!

A little known gossip website has made it into the news

http://www.dontdatehimgirl.com/ has been reported and will be taken to court for defamation of a lawyer. Why? Because the website is a tongue in cheek infomercial about various men you shouldn't date from previous girlfriends/wives. The type of thing you usually find out in a small hairdressers or a coffee morning. But it's published reports about him.

Since it's hit the news, others have posted multiple reasons - too many for the website to keep up with... "date this guy and heard he was gay, i'm quite sure he is bi. I remember his father George asking him if he was...." and "he gave me herpes beware do not date him"

Maybe adding the photo, name and admitted that he is a local criminal district attorney was a bit silly. I say silly, I mean stupid. But you have to read some of these entries...some are jilted women, others are clearly warning of scum and others, are just repeating the rumours. Some are just sad, others have nothing at all but the majority are written in a funny funny way!

And I do believe I saw one of my ex-boyfriends in there...

Girlpants - If she was plastic, she could be a doll...

(Trashlyne moved to next door in the BB House, and needless to say, she was estatic!)

Today, little Issy is five!

(As if butter wouldn't melt!)

おたんじょうびおめでとうございます

Happy Birthday Isabel!

As in all good traits, both Girlpants and I have been trying to corrupt this little girlie - mummy's having a rabbit (Girlpants), mummy's roots are showing (Girlpants) and everytime you don't cover your mouth when you cough, a bunny rabbit dies (me)...

I know - we're bad!

But my corruption is subtle... Issy now knows that there is Father Christmas, Easter Bunny and Birthday Badger, and all three talk to each other to compare good and bad lists. I also introduced her to the theme of (BOTH of!!!) her parties...

That's right - Hello Kitty. She now wants a Hello Kitty handbag, lunchbox, a Hello Kitty swimming costume, Hello Kitty rug... The list goes on. However I think it's quite sweet - expensive but sweet. Ijust hope that next year, she doesn't want this, this...

or this...

Sim - Tim Henman's out

Girlpants - Yay! About time...Now what about England??

Staying on a theme....

Girlpants - Are you bored yet with no college work to do?? I can't wait to see you climb the walls!

Isn't love grand? And doesn't the man know that theres always mindless daytime television to help while away the hours, inbetween cleaning house, organising parties and applying for numerous numerous jobs. And never forget that I'm still on tenderhooks to see if I can get on ye olde course via begging emails, so am constantly checking outlook for any replies.

I am enjoying this respite from study and work, but I do see Girlpants point. Very soon, in the not so distant future, I will start biting my nails down to the cusp and tearing my hair out from the roots, so fingers crossed on the job front. Forget a horse - I offer one of my homebaked cheese cakes for a lab job!

In the meanwhile, I could always join a gym...

Or have lunch. Because I must be lightheaded to have typed that line! Please excuse me whilst I go out for some chicken

:o)

Either the college work is catching up on me, or the bed covers have an infection that has spread to me because this morning, I couldn't move. The limbs just weren't working... Whenever I tried to move, the pillows drew me back in and the duvet...well, the duvet just whip snapped me around the ankle and dragged me back to it's confines...

Life without college work or employment is hard...

Oh God! I need to find a job!