Veni, Vidi, Vomit...
2002-12-23 . 11:56 a.m.

AKA "Kids, eh? How do they fit so many vile fluids inside themselves?"

Last night, me, Fletch and Dylan are all up late (way past Dylan's bedtime) watching a Jet Li movie. This is all going just swimmingly, Fletch is doing his latest entry when I decide to take Dylan up to bed.

BLEUUURGHHHH!!!

Chunder-city. My arm and shirt are covered in what was some disgusting banana flavoured milkshake that his grandparents gave him. Oh lucky me...

On a lighter note, Unca Fletch lep into action and took Dylan up to the bathroom whilst i cleaned myself up. Fletch mate, when I asked Dylan who his best friend was this morning do you know what he said -

"Unca Fwetch"

cue - Big Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh...

Anyway - this was just a roundabout intro to the "What I need to do in 2003" list which the lovely Bren has written about (in turn stolen several times over).

1: Get laid. At least once.

2: Get a wardrobe or at least a chest of drawers.

3: Sort out Dylan's clothes and get rid of the opnes that don't fit him any more.

4: Manage one-handed pushups. Just 'cos it's soooooo cool to be able to do them.

5: Stop being such an asshole.

6: Iron my damn work shirts.

7: Save up for Operation : WELL HUNG (We Expect to Laugh Lots and Hug Unbelievably Nice Girls) the USA Tour.

8: Do something interesting with my hair.

9: Get another tattoo.

10: Buy some swords.

11: Start exercising my artistic skills and creativity.

12: Start expanding my mind by reading lots of thick heavy textbooks about really highly technical stuff.

13: Start learning a new language (Japanese would be cool).

14: Become more tolerant.

15: Get laid some more.

Never let it be said that I want to do "normal" stuff...