I'll never remember my address!
The reason why I wont is after 7 hours of my boyfriend ignoring me for his art it is now 1 o'clock in the morning & I'm feeling very tired. I'm currently wearing a quilt on my lower half as I have dolloped curry on my kegs, making me look like an obscure Bjork fan with facial hair. I'm cat sitting for my friend, Ken who went to see Kylie Minogue in concert, so unfortunately I haven't brought a spare pair of trousers. Unfortunately my messy eating habits come from my mum who can never manage to eat anything without spilling it down herself.
My boyfriend seems half pissed as he bangs his pint glass of vodka & coke on the stairs. It may seem that I have maligned him too much but he doesn't have internet access at home at the moment & like me he is a little on the clumsy side (in the same way that you could say the pope is a little on the bigoted side). He also has a tendency to faff, to which he is now gasping at what I have written, as he is sitting behind me as I'm writing this. He is lovely & I wouldn't change him for the world. He is a bit of a hippy, a little bit like me only he is more a music lover where as I am more a nature lover.
Please excuse me if some of the words come out nonsensical as Richard keeps tickling me & trying to put me off saying anymore about him that is less than perfect.He also keeps fiddling with the computer which means this will probably end up being deleted the penultimate word of my first entry & if he doesn't stop interfering I will find a spot & squeeze it just to make him squeal like a little piggy.
So about me, I suppose I should introduce myself. Hi, I'm Rob, I'm 24 but it wont be too long before I hit 25. I'm a qualified holistic therapist, I do aromatherapy, reflexology, Swedish body massage, Indian head massage & reiki. I also read tarot cards & tend not to leave house without them, there are rare occasions when I read tea leaves to but it's awkward to carry a kettle of boiling water with you. Last year I was badgered into running the Rainbow Moot, which is a LGBT group for Pagans of all denominations in Birmingham, & is part of the Pagan Association. Sorry to blind you with advertisements on the first posting but these kind of help you to understand what I'm all about & I don't mean avarice or hey look at me syndrome. I'm a practicing Hedgewitch, this does not mean I lurk in bushes waiting to put spell on passers by. It means I am very much a nature worshipper that is more spontaneous, if not more disorganized type of Pagan.
Anyway I thinks high time I went to bed & also get Richard back for interrupting my typings & putting his cold hands on my bare legs. I originally thought my luck was in when he put his hand in the the quilt but he was just being evil as always (he's not really that evil I was just trying to prompt more of a reaction out of him without using a large spikey object).
Good night from me & good night from Rich (not quite sure how to spell a raspberry noise but that's what he actually said).
Bye
My boyfriend seems half pissed as he bangs his pint glass of vodka & coke on the stairs. It may seem that I have maligned him too much but he doesn't have internet access at home at the moment & like me he is a little on the clumsy side (in the same way that you could say the pope is a little on the bigoted side). He also has a tendency to faff, to which he is now gasping at what I have written, as he is sitting behind me as I'm writing this. He is lovely & I wouldn't change him for the world. He is a bit of a hippy, a little bit like me only he is more a music lover where as I am more a nature lover.
Please excuse me if some of the words come out nonsensical as Richard keeps tickling me & trying to put me off saying anymore about him that is less than perfect.
So about me, I suppose I should introduce myself. Hi, I'm Rob, I'm 24 but it wont be too long before I hit 25. I'm a qualified holistic therapist, I do aromatherapy, reflexology, Swedish body massage, Indian head massage & reiki. I also read tarot cards & tend not to leave house without them, there are rare occasions when I read tea leaves to but it's awkward to carry a kettle of boiling water with you. Last year I was badgered into running the Rainbow Moot, which is a LGBT group for Pagans of all denominations in Birmingham, & is part of the Pagan Association. Sorry to blind you with advertisements on the first posting but these kind of help you to understand what I'm all about & I don't mean avarice or hey look at me syndrome. I'm a practicing Hedgewitch, this does not mean I lurk in bushes waiting to put spell on passers by. It means I am very much a nature worshipper that is more spontaneous, if not more disorganized type of Pagan.
Anyway I thinks high time I went to bed & also get Richard back for interrupting my typings & putting his cold hands on my bare legs. I originally thought my luck was in when he put his hand in the the quilt but he was just being evil as always (he's not really that evil I was just trying to prompt more of a reaction out of him without using a large spikey object).
Good night from me & good night from Rich (not quite sure how to spell a raspberry noise but that's what he actually said).
Bye
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