Pub tomorrow early for dinner, Totteringham, and beer. Supposed to come on home after. Will I fuck.
Pub tomorrow early for dinner, Totteringham, and beer. Supposed to come on home after. Will I fuck.
Loads of being stuff to keep the other half happy as I'm off to London for next weekend for the Southampton game.
Suffering with man flu so hopefully I can just sleep all weekend.
Tomorrow going to a food and drink festival (it's a bunch of stalls, why bother calling it a festival?) and then off to my mates for a rugby WC party, which will be sweet as it's been a while since everyone has hung out.
Actually that's just reminded me that there's rugby on tomorrow so I will go home after the football.
I'm at a 40th party with work tomorrow. Should be alright.
Tonight I'm sleeping and Sunday I've nothing planned
Another early train to Perth for a long day ONIT
I'm going to attempt to transfer FM to my laptop tonight but I don't know any passwords, etc for that awful Steam thing. Couple of Podcasts I want to catch up on too.
I might buy a suit tomorrow.
Tomorrow will be good. Leicester vs Arsenal followed by England vs Wales in the rugby. Sunday we're going to buy the sofa we chose last week.
Tomorrow I'm going to clean my room and do as little as possible. In the evening I'll visit some friends with my girlfriend. Sunday I'm up early to watch Suzuka with a friend and after that play board games with friends and watch the cycling WC with them.
Woke up by my dad telling me that my friend was here to make me play football, which was quite a bizarre way to wake up, but the football was really fun given I haven't played for a while. Now I'm about to go to the Salt Flats for sunset and take some purty pictures.
Fridays without school are so blissful.
Mate booked the saturday off when we were going to Preston away. As that left up we are going on an all day pub crawl, tried to rope a few of the other lads in but most are settling down these days, thus, we are a mighty four, still should be a cracking day out, downside is I've got to be back up at 8am on the sunday...
Test.
She's gone fucking mental because I've invited a couple of mates round to watch the rugby later. She's not even going to be here, for fuck's sake. I'm inconsiderate and she doesn't want our house to become a den for my 'alcoholic friends'. Fuck me.
That's going a bit far on her part. Does she think you'll all be swinging from the lights?
Sounds like she just wants total control even when she's not there.
So... your friends aren't coming round anymore?
Fuck knows. I'm doing it anyway. She doesn't ask me for permission to have her stupid family around here while I'm at work.
@Magic it depends if they want to, I only asked them about half an hour ago. If they want to then they're coming.
"I want them gone before I get home."
I want a million quid but such is life.
She's now angrily cleaning the house.
That sounds fucked. I don't get how people can get in the mindset where they think it's healthy for the relationship to make those sort of demands of their partner.
She sounds so much like (the now ex) Mrs Yev.
I'm dreading the day mine turns into that. She's so bang on now, but they all go that way don't they?
I'm really trying to avoid it getting to that point and I'm still hopeful that it won't.
Things came to a head three weeks ago and we had a properly frank conversation. Both in floods of tears sort of conversation. I wasn't intending to end it then but I was clear that that was what was going to happen unless we both changed things. It fucking destroyed her. She didn't see it coming and it's the worst thing I've ever done to a person.
I've definitely become more selfish recently and she has since acknowledged that we'd allowed ourselves to just become two people who happen to live together. Which is a shame as we love one another very much. Things have been really good since we had that conversation. This outburst is just her being her and it winds me right up.
My brother and his bird have one of those quality relationships sustained by mutual jealousy and tension. He kicks her out (or she moves back home) every month, but then she comes back and they crack on as before. It's amazing.
my weekend will consist of football and fucking my side bitch just as long as my wife doesn't find out thankfully she at her bosses house she said something about a promotion as she is good with her mouth, guess you had to be when you're a telephone salesman
The rugger isn't on til tomorrow apparently but heading home shortly as the Mrs will be home earlier than expected, so I'm going to make her a curry.
Impromptu Jacksonville Armada game. They are playing the Tampa Bay Rowdies. Apparently Freddy Adu plays for them. Not that I would know, he's on the bench.
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God speed Lee, that kind of control freak shit is unbearable. I was in Liverpool a while back so got in touch with an old friend. He came out for a pint, but said he had to go home to send a snapchat to his girlfriend to prove he wasn't out on the piss. Because she said he wasn't allowed to. 'Oh, where's the girlfriend?' 'oh, she's back home' 'oh alright, what's she up to?' 'oh she's gone out clubbing with her mates' '...'
Pot roasting a piece of brisket I've brined for a week. I'm already getting fidgety with excitement.
I'm struggling today. Need food but one can't make anything
Nothing open on JustEat?
She has never attempted to stop me going out. That would just about end it, I reckon.
Dunno what I'm doing with the rest of today. I don't fancy any of the rugby games and none of the football looks great. Weather's nice so might go for a walk.
I've very little on. Have to take a run shortly and pay a band a deposit and then do a bit of work later on.
Sunday already
Awful, isn't it?
My motivation is completely shot, for everything. I just look at the working week as something to sit through until it's Friday afternoon again. And even then I don't actually want to do anything. I might be dying.
I used to hate Sundays. Best day of the week.
Justeat just has kebabs, curries and shit. I wish subway delivered.
Shopping done, just about to get a roast on the go. Might start getting caught up with some MotoGP while I'm at it.
Give it time, new routines always take time to get accustom to.
5 day weeks are better in my opinion. You can plan things better around it. Plus you're not working when it feels like everyone else is off.
It's nice being off the weekends with the Mrs and stuff but we are swamped at the moment so a lot of days are becoming too long and there's still parts of the job I don't like that will take getting used to, but I suppose it is early days.
I'd still rather be working today and finished Tuesday or Wednesday though, as I said to day is lost in the looming depression anyway so I might as well be working. Plus I'm not from around here so there's nobody working/not working that I know anyway.
Just had a barrel-load of mince and carrots.