A Bloody Good Friday :)

20 odd degrees on the thermometer. 20 odd bottles of Copenhagens finest in the fridge. Full english inside me. Clear agenda. Schweeeeet.

I did find this odd bottle of home made wine from 2002. Might be interesting a bit later on. Not sure who made it, but its Mum writing and I know shes no home-brewer. So to anyone thinking as a lager boy I'm afraid of tasting something: pop over and share a glass of this paint stripper with me. Mines the house with some loud, chavvy music being played. I fit it that way.

I've even put an NY cap on and tipped it slightly so I look like one of the great unwashed / unworking. Today I'm a coooowbooooy bayyybeeee (Kidrock, 2001).

Had texts from Debbie and keep remembering little moments that really just made the whole date. One in particular at the end of the date by her car :) :) :) :) I just wanna see her again!! She has family down though this weekend so maybe Sunday. Hopefully. This date is going to have some thought put into it: I'm thinking picnic by the reservoir where I took the shot for clean a week or two back. Just us two watching the sunset. Is that a bit forward for a second date? Is there anyway to check the sunsets so I know if it'll be any good or not?

Got drunk with ZnK last night, Z's got herself a job so they went early. Didn't matter, I cracked my first one open with Lee at 5pm and then got home and thought 'I reckon a few more is in order'. Besides I had to tell someone all about the date (other than you wonderful people)(sycophants.... whichever).

Apologies if the commenting is sparse over the next few days, I'll try my best. I really appreciate the three spotlights in a row (personal best) and am kinda touched that my crusade to find the Mrs Gazimp is gripping so many different people.

I LOVE THE FOLLOWING THINGS (as I normally tell you what I hate)

Feeling 16 again, blip / blippers, Carlsberg, the sun, 11 days off (hahaha get in), Lincoln City, my car, sleeping, getting up earlier everyday, the future, prozac, Alan Partridge (not sexually), Peep Show (Rob/Jeremy was at my school), ummm.... Full English breakfasts, 11 days off, match affinity, loud music, my family (not the wank TV show) and my camera.

and my first date.

gazimp out for a day of drinking, smiling and annoying the neighbours.