My New Year

Hello,
Having being disappointed by New Year fairly consistently since the age of fourteen I gave it up a few year ago. Hence why I shall be spending the evening pottering entirely and happily alone. Mind you I am pleased that it's going to be 2008 chiefly because I can't stand odd numbers. They annoy me in a way I find impossible to explain.

I did encounter a late entrant to the Most Annoying Human Being of 2007 Award earlier today. There were too many nominations to mention but a stupid cow in Tesco snuck in late and stole the title. What on earth would possess an adult female to pick up a large bar of Dairy Milk rub it over one's face whilst grunting orgasm, orgasm, orgasm and thrusting ones ample hips about? God what a loathsome oaf! Incredibly her friends saw nothing wrong with this behaviour and encouraged it by laughing. Disgusting!

My very dear friend Councillor Terry Kelly who has caused me to reach heights of incredulity I'd never thought possible before is off on one about how evil I am again. Do drop in, it's quite funny really and thanks again to Rumbold for being so kind. For those of you not familiar with Rumbold he blogs over at Pickled Politics.

Apologies to you all for my slight wobble the other day. On reflection I don't have the slightest intention of giving up blogging. I was being a big girls blouse.

As a habitual self-improver I will of course be making new year's resolutions which go as follows.
Make further progress towards starting my own charity, lose a further stone, stay sane, get eyelash extensions, write more, become self sufficient, be in a position to give up working for arseholes, be nicer to Mr Clairwil, overthrow Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, take more holidays and build a dolls house. Other than the failure to do the above this year I'm a happy little sausage -there are worse lives to live.

Right that's it for this year unless I get really bored. Good luck to you all!

Cheers