randomrabbit's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plumbing Solutions? That would be a plumber presumably? Tom wants a decision in the next day or two as to whether or not I�m coming to his wedding in Ayia Napa in October. Apparently he needs to �organise things� and blah blah blah. Balls. I was going to dither about until October mulling it over but I�ve actually got to make an actual decision and I really don�t want to. I was going to go with Kev but since he got his I really do want to see Tom get married. That�s essentially the for column. And Baz�ll be there as will Mark and various others which'll be good. But the flights aren�t cheap even this early, plus accommodation and beer money. Then there�s that it�s Ayia Napa. It�s not really on my list of places I want to visit. It�s not even on my list of places I want to visit if the places I want to visit become infested with giant face eating scabies mites. Where it is in fact is on my list of places I�d rather stay at home nursing a rotting cock than visit, along with Benidorm and France. My image of the place is a load of twats, being twats to twatty music. But it�s Tom. But it�ll be over a grand plus the twats. But it�s Tom. Meh. Really really can�t decide. Oh well, my wet shoes are drying by the fire so my office honks of cheesy feet. I wish you could smell it it's rotten. 3:01 p.m. - 2009-02-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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