red wine cheese sorbert and hummous

Saturday, August 25, 2007

for the first time in my blogging life this is going to be duel effort..between what i want to type and what my nimble tipsy figers will let me..

OK

a slightly slurrged and mispelt blog (I can hear the mistress in the back ground saying' I hate it when it comes to this time in the night when all the mingers come on these adverts, £3 pounds a text..look at her fuckin' teeth')

Ok

mate, your thinking, yo've had enough cheery liquid keep on talking shite, I'm gonna fuck ya, you dont know me, stop judging me, what's that noise...? it's the wind.

Mistress: "It's mewhispering on the wind vic....shwoooooooooshhh! haha just kidding!
i recommend that everyone sits in on fridays and drinks 4 bottles of wine and eats lots of cheese based products, it's muchos nachos style finger foody fun!
i'm startled that i even typed that, get me...(takes a drunken bow) i am a golden god....with grey stained teeth...obey me foooooooolllss!
i am the mistress and what I say goes.....and goes i do....bit only in private or pirate private, i can't remember...i'm drunk, and sat on myspaz.......we love it, and those who have red this tripe love it too...i have cigs to smoke now (is that politically correct anymore?)
and wine to drink so yeah......sod you, that's the polite version...don't make me give you shit...cause i will..who you looking at?! wanker...got a spare 20p on yer mate?"

So that was that and this was supposed to be a heart felt, remenisant, but you can wait till the next chapter...

every1 does need a bussom for a pillow..or a boob. it's your choice you decide....
i love grapes me

Vx
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xxxDa Mistressxx

Listening to:

So there was this woman and she was on a airplane

Friday, June 15, 2007

My second day in Barcelona, I'm sat on the tiniest balcony with me laptop in me, well lap over looking terocata rooftops, satillite dishes; to one side of me is the ocean and to the other sise is mountains I can't even see what is at the top of, butr I know the lights twinkle at night time. Peoples washing hangs in the balance 12 story's high, and I be questioning where my smalls were gonna fall if i was them.But this is Spain, and as is the nature of the county, anything goes. It's uber chilled out, maybe its the sun, or may be it's the cheap wine. (I bought bottle of red vino for €1.01 and i thought that was a bit fooking steep)
I'm sure i saw the guy who sang the macarena get on the tube.Sonar by night kicks off in a few hours. I may pop along, after a ickle siesta.I'm having an amazing little time on me own, but I'd be lying if i didnt want someone else here, if only to sit here and share this amazing view with me.bueno no?

Currently listening:The Ugly OrganBy Cursive
Release date: 04 March, 2003