Ooh the sugar fueled excitement!

I'm finally deciding to do something about returning to my childhood friends, after about six years of thinking about it. I should probably start thinking about babies now if I want to have one before I'm thirty..

But yes, next weekend, I shall be making the grande voyage down to Bathgate and onwards :D I should probably have went down before the recession seeing as it's costing about a hundred pounds for two returns =[

Sio excited though, there will be muchos partying and catching up to do. I just wish my life was orth catching up on :P

I'm dreading getting lost though, even though I lived there for about ten years, I've spent another 8 years in a completely different city at the other end of scotland. Thank goodness my friend said she will go down with me or else I would be a panicky bundle of icky nerves =[

SOMETHING IS FLASHING ON MY COMPUTER

I'mma do the sensible thing and shut it down before I cause a chain reaction of explosions on my street.

PEACEOOOOT x_x

Seriously... With The Complete PERVING?!?!

So I was at work, which I usually am :] And I was serving some LOVELY people... But they weren't the problem this time o.O Amyway, one of the items didn't have a barcode, so off my colleague popped to get a code for it... And there was a manny behind the person I was serving. No others. JUST. ONE. MAN. Anyway he starts going on about how he has PLACES TO BE! And I was already pretty pissed off, so a lot of ignoring and eye rolling was happening on my part... Anyways, so I'm serving Mr. Impatiento and I notice him taking DAYYYS to get his card out his cardy thingy. So he couldn't have been that desperate to get to the hospital like he said. I wouldn't have minded and just labelled him as a complete KNOBEND if it wasn't for the fact the card reader timed out because he was STARING AT MY FUCKING TITS! God I hate men/adults/dickheads.