It Was A Weird Week In The End

It's just been one of those weeks where everything was just kind of "off". Even the fun times were completely insane now I look back on them!

For example.

Last week I watched Ray climb into the loft and then drop himself out of it, holding on with only his hands and just hang there like he was ... well, hanged. Yes, I agree, very funny at the time but now I look back on it I can't quite work out why we found it so hilarious.



We then headed home through the rain, which I tried very hard to get a picture of. When it didn't work I decided to turn the flash off and just take pictures of approaching cars/blurry hedges because it looks as though you've had a car crash that way. Why did I want pictures where it looked like we'd had a crash? I don't remember now. Again: weird.





Friday was the Girlie Day, which basically meant me and Jem looked at online Sex Shops and got buying us some goods that were needed. I ended up at the Durex Shop. Shit, they're cheap. So Christmas presents were bought. Kind of. The transaction failed apparently but they ended up charging my account twice! Again, not the stereotypical thing I do of a day.

That night, Jem and I went out for food down the local pub (cos she found £20 on the road!). Weird thing again: I had a dead spider sitting next to me on the seat!



I look tired, don't I? Weird sleeping pattern.



Jemma had a huge popadom, which we found hilarious:



We sat and ate for about two hours! Yeah, service was slow and lazy, which we liked, but we also ate quite a lot as well. Check out my sexy desert:



The only problem was the chocolate brownies smelt like my dog!!? So it looked nice but it actually wasn't.

Saturday I was getting harassed because of my relationship with Ray. The new "thing" for people to be obsessed with is that we see each other every day. Apparently that's not normal and so has to be commented on at every opportunity. I figure if it works: do it. I was also bitched about by a group of girls who have become totally obsessed with me and Ray. Each weekend they sit and discuss us. This time it was "Oh my god, get a grip," cos I kissed Ray before heading off to the loo. I wasn't kissing him goodbye or anything; I was just kissing him cos I like kissing him. And this wasn't tongues and all kissing, just a couple of pecks on the lips. I don't quite understand why everyone is obsessed with us. Even Jemma, who always tells us when we're being soppy tarts, says she doesn't understand it cos how we are together in public is in no way in-your-face. We just act like a normal couple. I honestly don't get it.

There was a huge storm last night. The lightning was flashing into my room for over an hour and the thunder was classic horror movie stylie. I tried filming it on my phone only for the SD Card to suddenly shout at me that it was full. In the morning I tried to empty it only to find the card had wiped itself and is no longer usable. Urgh.

And to end my completely strange week: Mammy cooked a big Sunday dinner today, which she hasn't done in ages, and if she has I'm not here to eat it. It was damn fine too :)
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