bulk :: 16st 0 (very pleased - next stop 15st something, especially if I join a gym. Eh? Eh?)
alcohol units imbibed :: 15ish
cigarettes smoked :: 0
runs run :: 2 (one stupid one)
swims swum :: 0 (boo! Free swimming with gym membership! Further incentive right there.)
votes cast :: 4
dates enjoyed :: 1. Maybe. Or possibly 0.
dates about to be enjoyed :: 1. For sure.
horrible feelings that I may just have hexed myself :: 1
No time! No time at all! You know why? Because I'm going on a date! Is it a date though? Yeah, fuck it. It's a date. Yes, with Sally. Flat deloused. Crevices cleaned. Fingers crossed.
Oh yeah, and I was going to post this yesterday with the title, Sorry, Keith:
But I couldn't bring myself to do it.
It isn't real by the way. I took a cheeky snap of the blank form yesterday and filled the crosses in using techno-trickery. But the way things stand, it seems in very poor taste.
Bye-bye, London. Hello, Ridiculous Nonsense Joke Town.
But still, you never know. It's not over until the Pompous Arse crows.
Look at Keith's pics by the way. I think he's ace and I'm very proud of him. (I really tried to say that in a non-patronising way. I get the feeling I failed. Sorry, Keith. You clever boy.)
Before I run, I must ask a question - if you were going to send a questionnaire out as an email, when would you send it to ensure the highest possibility of people actually filling it in?
a) Friday evening
b) the Saturday morning of a bank holiday weekend, maybe when people have got a bit more time, but are probably spending it in Whitstable
c) Tuesday morning after a bank holiday weekend when everybody has a big pile of work to get through
d) Wednesday morning
I think I might have answered that myself, but if you have any thoughts, please let me know.
Now I must rush.
Have a super weekend.