So that was me on holiday for the week. We were in Perthshire, near Crieff in a rented cottage. I went with my family; my mum, stepdad, 2 brothers, my neice and my two weans. The potential for family meltdown was never far away but we had a nice time overall and we enjoyed it.
Highlights include; me getting absolutely fucked on vodka and lemonade, making a pizza at 1am, tanning it then projectile vomiting into the bath from standing height (the light bathroom had blown) so that when everyone got up in the morning they were greeted with the smell of rancid vomit and the sight of it splattered more or less over all the bathroom tiles.
I ended up fucking on Magic Music on the Sky channel and drunk texting about 4 different people who I felt I needed to extent a note complete honesty to. I woke up the next morning with my phone vibrating from text messages from people who had clearly woken up to my texts and were thinking………….???!?!?!?!? I had completely forgotten I had texted anyone until I read up the conversation list to reveal the true horror. Is there an App that stops you sending text messages when you start drinking?
I also ate my body weight in Scottish fudge. Nice.
So I will be going through all the blog posts I’ve missed and I will be commenting. What has everyone else been up to? I’ve missed you.
Hi, just thought id leave a comment in case you confuse 50 thousand hits with even one person thinking your entertaining.
Your like a loud mouth cow in the street, even if people do overhear you, its a sorry accident that they wish they could have avoided.
don’t confuse my criticism with caring. I imagine you like bad attention over no attention hence you appalling blog and whoring comments on other blogs.
Anyway take care of yourself. pack it in.
Fell free to delete this, i couldn’t care less.
strewth! thats a bit harsh john.
she doesnt need to be entertaining, a blog is just a diary. its upto the commenters to fire up the banter (i think)
you sound a bit aberdonian john?
Hhahahaha it’s fine Andy. I know exactly who ‘John’ is. I traced the IP. That’s fine. We’ll see who can type snide comments when they have broken fingers. No joke. Ta.
Who’s John?
haha. tempted to name and shame but then, the internet is the ultimate deniability…how can i absolutely prove it was a certain person. all it would be is me giving out a name and it being totally pointless. its all good, its no as if stuff like that bothers me. had to laugh at the ‘email’ address but “lookafteryourkids@shitmum.com” HAHAHAHAHAHA.
“lookafteryourkids@shitmum.com”
OOOOFFFTT!
Sounds like a jilted lover to me.
literally never jilted a lover in my whole life….how amazing and creepy would that be though if it was that though…hahaha (joke)
Get John back.
Hes a fucking barrell of laughs.
dont give up, alanna! gives a post soon!
Why you no blog?