It just so happens my lol speed internet is down like Tom Daley's speedos in a locker room.
It is a shame as I am desperate to showcase the many ways my week has been better than yours (especially yours Nigella) but sadly I can't..
mainly because 3G won't allow me to google, save and then paste images of gigs and nights out that I was planning on going to.
Living without the internet is as awkward as a Lost Prophets tattoo on a teenage mother with self esteem issues- though I am enjoying the abscence of those ball ache ads inbetween angry birds levels. Every cloud and all.
Anyway, bear with.
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