Recently Jen and I visited Asda Coryton in for some Christmas light/inflatable Santa hunting. As predicted, we walked away with an inflatable Santa (which now sits masterfully in the living room), some cheapy berry lights for our mini 3ft tree (the tree kindly donated by the family of Payne, thanks again!) and finally, a pretty cool icicle light. A pretty good trip in all, however it was to come with a very fulfilling bonus - formed as one of those weighing machines you find now and again at public places. Now I haven't weighed myself in a while - Christ, we are talking years. And I know I ain't no Brad Pitt when it comes to my torso. In fact, over the last couple of years Im sure I could have given Rik Waller a serious run for his money. My eating habits haven't been ideal either. Therefore I expected the worst when this day would come along. I was thinking 20 stone plus.
As of Friday 16th Dec, I weigh 17 st 2.5 lb - which some may find replusive. I call it pure relief! I had a spring in my step all day from then on. Alas, with Crimbo around the corner will this figure of mine stay at this personally acceptable figure? Now where did I put that bacon sandwich.....
Been listening to a lot of Megadeth lately - really forgot how good they actually were. Velvet Revolver also have been rocking my boat of late. From what Ive heard of the new and upcoming Strokes album it looks like the New Yorkers will produce another quality album.
Im still pondering over what to wear for Saturday's fancy dress day in work. Im all outta ideas - its always the same problem every Christmas at Argos and this year is no exception. I may even accept defeat this year and just be 'jolly' with a Santa hat or something. Noooooooooo! I cannot do that! I need to dress up... it just has to be done!!! Its the one chance to look as silly as I like, its an opportunity not to wasted! Thinking caps on!!!
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