Gruntski

I’m lazy. I have nothing to write about. Except my tomatoes are tomatoe-ing. And I am going out for dinner on Friday with around six of the women I went out with on Valentines day. I don’t know if I am looking forward to it, or if I am shit scared of it.

Imagine, surrounded by single women, all of whom have met me before (no novelty value to them, any more, I mean, they know what I look like, and that I smoke (like a chimney) and that my dancing leaves alot ot be desired), and it’s Friday night in a popular restaurant in a snobby-ish Canberra suburb. 

 At least there won’t be dancing. And I do believe the night will be lots of fun filled frivolity. So…. I AM looking forward to it. But would like it if there was at least one other bloke there (moral support, and all).

 And BTW; I did some more work on that cubby house that I talked about WAYYYY before Christmas. And I have plans to do some more on Sunday. 

 I will post some more later.

G