I was so determined to eat well and not drink, especially after a weekend of booze and junk food. It was an amaaaazing weekend though. It's safe to say me and my fab friends where a hit in Bouremouth.
I started my detox on Monday, ruined it with a glass or ten of wine. Tuesday I was determined. I was drinking green tea and eating hamster food. I even made a homemade soup. Which was delightful to the tongue.
Today! Relaxing start until the landlord walked through the door. The house is now at full capacity and it's f'in pissing me cunting right off. (see my previous posts: quest to find a housemate, parts 1 & 2).
I was in a downward spiral. I was even asked to do manual labour. WTF! Oh and the landlord stinks off old man hair and BO.
So, off I went to get the biggest Donner Kebab, 2x giant bars of choclit and a mixer for my Smirnoff Blue.
Landlord is here until SUNDAY so F.M.L.
Anyway, if I need to vent... i will do it right here xx
P.S. Well done Mr Obama. Not sure if it's my vodka talking but you are one sexy chocolate man! USA! USA!
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