1. Drink a Little Creatures Bright Ale. Preferably on tap.
2. Have that BBQ that I lucidly told Adam I wanted, cos y'know it'll be warmer by then.
3. Eat something greasy and bad for me. With fries.
4. Drink real coffee - how could I have lost my taste for real coffee? how could my pseudo-taste for nescafe stayed?
5. Wear something pretty, not like the mooch-around-the-house clothes that have become my uniform.
6. Stop doing copious amounts of word puzzles. Except for the one with the nine letters in the grid where you have to figure out what words can be made up of those letters. Most of the time, I get the biggest word and few of the little words. Bizarre?
7. Go paintballing with the WBCers sans Michael Jackson-esque mask.
8. Talk. Lots.
9. Go to the gym. But I hear glandular fever is great weight loss solution, so I'll just go to get sculptured and stuff.
10. Give Adam the biggest, longest most passionate kiss ever. And no, I'm not going to apologise for that mental image, because I'm living vicariously through that thought!
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