Hello ladies
I was fucked off with people because every time I organise a night out/pub jaunt/studio audience etc people say yes I'll come then 2 hours before the actual event they cry off, then I give very pointed hints about how pissed off I am that people have blown me out, and their response is "well... you don't mean me do you I know, because I have a valid excuse...."
Yes moron, actually I do, if I can fucking manage to do it on fucking 4 hours sleep with a dodgy pelvis and incontinence, so the fuck can you.
As it was I DID get my night on the piss with the office eye candy...puurrrrr...I have invited him over for a BBQ under the pretence of talking to DH who have similar business interests. Sure, whatever, I just want to see him in a t-shirt some more.