Never guess...

One of the most interesting and entertaining parts or our evening last night was shared with many people today, who were unfortunately sitting with in the canteen in range of claires overly excited voice. We had a slight online shopping spree last night after finding a brilliant site with just about everything you could wish for. It started of as a childish search for a certain sex toy that we'd seen, but after plenty of giggling we decide what we wanted, but before buying we had a quick snout through some other products... In the end we settled for what looks like a very kinky toy and our original one as a freebee! We both can't wait until they arrive, should create lots and lots of fun and exciting bedtimes!

I'm not Burning Benches...

There was a dramatic change of events after last nights rant. Claire suddenly turned up at my house about 8.30 in tears and looking generally very unhappy. After a cuddle and kiss I found out what all the fuss was about. She hadn't been feeling that well after work and had decided just to go out for food with 'Dave' but on the way there she felt iller and iller so decided to go back home. On the return trip she had made a nice vegetable soup like puddle on someone's doorstep. After he left her she shot straight over mine for some love and attention. After some milk and toast and plenty more cuddles Claire was almost back on form and we spent a very nice evening together.

I'll be counting up my demons, yeah, Hoping everything's not lost...

Well this week hasn't got of to the greatest of starts, and my optimistic attitude of Friday has been slightly undermined leaving me yet again with a feeling of pessimism and desertion. As I said before I’d really been looking forward to this week being able to spend almost every night with Claire, and I thought everything was going in my favor when I found out school would be cancelled today and Claire would come over and stay an extra night. And things were...
I got in from climbing about 10.30 last night and found Claire cuddled up in bed, at her cutest, we had a fun night until she decided to talk about tonight, her going out with Dave. I hate the fact that he takes her out and she knows it, but when she told me a week or two ago I eventually decided it was ok. What hacked me of was that she would go back to her house instead of mine, something I guess most people would think is really trivial. But it’s the little things like that get to me, we decide something, then Claire wants to do something else. It feels like she can never look ahead, incapable of planning more than a day or two into the future. Me on the other hand wants to know what’s happening weeks and months into the future, mapping my life out and knowing exactly where I will be, when, and what else I can fit in around my activities. I know I’m not infallible, no one is. It just gets too me.

You left me with some feathers in my hand...

Well I've just had my last dose of Claire until Monday. Shes really up and down at the moment and I don't think its soley me. I'm really worried about her, I'm looking forward to next week though, because her mums going away so she can stay at mine, and we can cuddle up, have fun and play games. Hopefully I can keep that cute little smile on her face.

The sun is shining, the weather is sweet...

This is the second fantastic day I've had this week, nothing really special or different just the sunshine and a solid nights sleep have left me in really high spirits. Things have been really good with Claire, lots of silly games and chasing with spoons :-)

Happy!

Are you an angel...

Today has been a day of uneventfulness, casual, easy going, nice. Claire left for work at 9.30 this morning, leaving me to relax, stretch and doze for another 3 hours. I pottered around doing some jobs receiving sporadic texts from Emma until we decided that I'd head over hers to pick her up. After a cup of tea and chatting we came back to mine, turned the lights out, closed the blind, and crashed on my bed to watch 'Man On Fire' with more cups of tea and malteasers. I took the lil' one home after the film for yet more tea and conversation. Both of us had a ton of homework, but socializing obviously took priority.

After dinner mum received a phone call from James, meaning I was on my way to Hopton to pick the little tw*t up. It was a nice drive, fast music, fast turns, small back roads and no traffic.

I'm now sitting on my bed, watching ER waiting for yet another cup of tea and a miracle to do my physics and history homework.

I've gotta' tell you...

I am now going to make a public humiliation of a complete imbecile!

I just received this text message... (ignore the crack)
I wonder how many other people received this message from this anonymous texter?

I hope you read this dumbass!

Feeling it all begin to slide...

Well Climbing was good last night, we all had a good time and Spoon got my shoes nice and sweaty! Cheers fella. but he did good considering he'd never really done much before,Emma was looking preety good as well this week, very professional. Claire did turn up, a bit later but her redemption was short lived as she went home early. The rest of us stayed in the bar having a good time, befor we trundled out and i took everyone home. I took my camera but it didnt leave my bag, so maybe next week i'll try and get some 'Xtreme' pictures. Today has been quiet, i crawled out of bed at 10.50 after having a massive dream, that seemed to have gone on for most of the night, it was quite nice just a bit bizaare. I only had history today so its not been to stressfull and i was home by 1.30 for a bacon and egg sandwich.

Someday, you're gonna feel the way I'm feeling...

Before I write this I think I need a picture to reflect and inspire. There we go, appropriate I think! I've been a bit bumbed out lately, not quite sure why, just that time of the month perhaps. At the moment however I'm in a real good mood. When mum returns from the garage I'll shovel a platefull of beans on toast and be on the way to pick up lil' Emma and the one they call 'Spoon'. We're all of to the Cragg tonight to wooh the crowds with our climbing prowess... well probably jimmy, who will just laugh. I've been really looking forward to this since Saturday when we decided on it. It nearly wasn't gonna happen because Claire at the last minute decided she didn't want to come, which meant everyone was screwed for a lift. But luckily James is staying home so I can drive everyone tonight.

*right got to go, I'll finish this another time*

I'm game to play along...

Fuck off, i'm enjoying myself!


Hello boys!


Wooh! Par..*yawn*..ty!!


Have I had too much to drink??















Cheers Iain, a good night and happy 18th!

Standing on a roof top trying to clear my mind...

I'm shattered, I've been home from school about 20 minutes and I'd just want to fall asleep. The weekend was pretty good though if not totally draining.
Friday was a good day at school, high spirits, fun football and in chemistry the 8th wonder of the world, the 'Eggy Hand', mastered by Tom for Sallys birthday. It was totally gross and smelt like a rotting carcas... but it was cool.
Claire came over mine after ringing giving me a chance to crash and not do much. I was pretty tired and quite by the time Claire arrived so I wasn't very talkative which I think upset her a bit but the rest of the weekend was great. We crawled out of bed Saturday morning, got some clothes on, climbed into my car and headed down to Reading, for my final uni interview. The radios knackered in my car so we were forced into conversation, it was nice to just chat and joke and have fun. We made it to Reading fairly easily, I'm so glad she can just about read a map. Neither of us were impressed about it, it just generally sucked. It looks like I'm going to Sheffield now which I do like and Claire seems to have made the same decision. So it looks like we're going to university together. We were home by 6.00 and cooked ourselves some food, followed by semolina, that was slightly more successful than our last attempt. We just had a nice evening in together, playing, watching a shit film, chatting and snuggling. Not forgetting the best *cough* ever!

Sunday was pretty damn good aswell, Claire stayed over (a whole 24 hours!!) and took me into Bury with her in the morning. I'd volunteered to help run an abseiling fundraiser of of the multi-story car park. It was bloody freezing all day, but we all had a laugh and a joke together, and Claire brought my lunch for me. After everyone from the hospice had jumped we had a KFC on the roof and a couple of leaps ourselves. It was great, I hadn't done it for so long, but its like riding a bike! Good fun! We finished clearing up about 4.00, the same time as Claire finished work so she took me home for a cup of tea.

A really cool weekend!

All sparks will burn out in the end...

Just a quick one this, I've just spent a really nice evening with a very good friend of mine. I managed to persuade Emma to come climbing with me. Jimmy was supposed to tag along to but felt his relaxation took precedence. So me and the 'lil one' headed to Stow alone. I was out of practice having not been for three weeks but Emma was really good, so at least one of us looked like we knew what we were doing. After a good climb and boulder session we hit the bar for a yorkie and a fizzy drink. We had a good chat and I drove Em home still yacking, she invited me in for a cuppa once we were back. And an hour later of more chatting and laughing I was on my way home to bed and where we are now...

A good night, thanks Em...

Well every single second catches up the next in line...

Well Tuesday, was what I thought was my final university interview, until a phonecall I had with the admin officer at Reading who decided that they weren't offering me the place UCAS had and that they were going to interviewing me first. I went up to Adrian and Sues again Monday night. Then drove the rest of the way to York Tuesday morning. The uni was nice, but really felt quite small along with mum's definite negative tone about it. Sheffield is still my top choice, with my last interview at Reading on Saturday, which should be quite good as me and Claire are going together. On the way back we drove through Newark looking for something reasonably priced to eat, I hate driving in towns and with the only food I'd eating all day being toast and a snickers I was very irritable. You can imagine how relieved I was when we finally stopped at 'The Grove' from the chain of pubs, 'Sizzle'... You really knew you were up north in there, it was like a Fred Dibna family reunion! The locals though know how to cook and the fabulous mixed grill just tasted fantastic, gorgeous steak! 'Mwah'! Followed by the holy grail that is Waffle Cake, who the hell though of putting waffles, caramel and cake together deserves a Nobel Prize or something!

Right I'm done, and know really hungry!