Just Chilling , or trying to!!!
Mr C decided to go on a trip so I had two days of dog sitting , which is ok as the dogs lived here for a couple of years so its no big change for them , they tend to be nervy as their dad is away , but on the whole it could have been worse , we had no huge great steaming protest dumps , or general bad behaviour.Sleeping is the worst thing , the dogs expect to sleep on my bed with me , or they get very arsy , so two nights of trying to sleep under an over heated pile of farting , grumbling dogflesh and I was knackered .
Natemare the occasional blogger and all round loud american , has just gone thru a split up and impending divorce , has moved to an apartment just round the corner.I awoke to a plaintive text on thursday morning saying can you ring me when you get up......I have locked myself IN my apartment.
After a bit of phoning and joking at Natemares expense , I blearely tottered round the corner , to see a little face peering out of the cat flap at the bottom of the front door (which made me howl with laughter) , keys were proffered through the flap and the deadbolt unlocked with no problem from the outside(it would not unlock from the inside , once engaged)........ I did enquire as to why Natemare had additionally locked the deadbolt when he was actually in the apartment , he's living in Southbourne not The Bronx.
He did get a bit narked when he finally staggered into the office and they were all winding him up , 'I suppose you told EVERYBODY' he accused , I did point out , that I hadn't told absolutley everybody as I didn't know the woman who sits about 200 yards away by the coffee machine....... this didnt seem much comfort to him.
Had a visit from Mr C on Friday evening , who did the usual , stomps in , makes bad tempered snappy replies to any attempt an conversation , and then proceeds to take over the laptop and talk to anyone else to hand on the internet , while eating everything in the fridge and qauffing my coffee............. well needless to say on this occasion it very nearly ended in tears and a PC inserted where the sun dont shine , one thing I hate in life is bad manners...and the Beast is about to get more proactive in discouraging them.......harumph .
In furtherance of this , I agree with Mutley ...... Hitch mate you over stepped the mark , now apologise to Frobi or Fuck Off and nurse your bigotry elswhere.
I have included a boolian algebriac formula for Mr C.
A = I want to chat with Beastie
B = I want to chat with Frobi
C=I have laundry requirements
D= I am hungry/caffiene depleted
E = I wish to chat to Mr X , Y , Z etc on internet
F = I wish to take Beastie out for a slap up meal and loads of drinks
If A + B + C + D go to Chez Beastie then Chez Frobie or vice versa
If Not A but B + C +D go to Chez Frobie
If Not A or B but C got to Window Twankies Launderama
If D got to Tesco
if C + D got to tesco then the Widows or vice versa
If E = stay at home , log on and chat to hearts content
If F = hell just foze over , the four riders of the apocolypse are askin for directions to chez beasty and a flyin pig just dumped on beasties car