For loving a bunch of good for nothing, stupid boys! Except you Lucas. I still love you.
My work week is dragging it's heels like the poor Liverpool fans were last night. Never have the hours passed so slowly. But today I got the excellent news that all the days I requested off have been granted aka I have next wednesday (now known as FRANK-T-FEST-T) off and then a whole week off at the end of march.
Tomorrow I am off to Fork- ahem - Stoke to see Sahreal at the Sugarmill with little miss Skinny. Hopefully that goes a little better than last nights' shambles.