Keema toast
Keema anything
Keema paratha.
I've never heard of keema. I feel uncivilised.
I'm watching Money Train which apparently isn't very good but I like Woody Harrelson and it seemed like a decent plot.
I've just watched Wednesdays Brooklyn Nine Nine and am going to do some app work now. Wrecked though so I'll be asleep within two hours.
Indian food in the UK and in the US seem to be different, at least in the names used.
Had the worst Chonkers tonight, be the last time I go there, especially after Orange Chicken-gate.
I miss semi-regular takeaways. I need to be in a proper impulsive mood for them.
The haircut I've been intending to have for two weeks won't be happening in the morning, I'm up too late to bother with that. Lie in, football in the afternoon, then Lauren's at work until 2am.
Shame it's ruined by being on call on Sunday but hopefully I won't need to go in.
Lauren's in the bathroom pissed doing her best to be quiet enough throwing up that I won't notice. Daft bitch.
Dickhead three year old is here all day, doing my head in as per usual. We're watching Babe (best film ever made in the southern hemisphere FACT), and he still won't shut his fucking mouth.
He's three. That's what their attention spans are like.
He's my cousin's kid, and I think he may be closer to four than three. My mother made a trifle with him for something to do, but the little prick doesn't want any.
He's still going, running lengths of the living room and screeching. Nobody would believe him if I knocked him out would they? Especially if my mother backed me up, which she probably would if he doesn't shut up soon.
He just doesn't shut up ever. It's all shit as well, because he's stupid.
My mother was moaning that the kid has no attention span and that he was being rough with the dog 'without realising it' (shoving toys in his face mainly). I'm using that and the drawings he did, which were literally just angry lines done with five crayons in his fist, to plant the idea that he's a psychopath. I reckon this has legs.
Indeed, until your vicious dog savages him.
Maybe it's just because he's three.
Children are all basically psychopaths at that age.
Mine isn't.
The dog got a bit excited with all the fussing/aggressive play and humped him when he fell over, which was pretty lol. The kid looked terrified as well, which I suppose is fair when the dog in question is bigger, heavier, and stronger than you. Maybe he isn't gay after all.
I'm not having 'Ooh he's three'. He's a dickhead.