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So on Saturday I wake up and as I’m waiting for my new TV to be delivered, something else arrives in the post before that, and that something is a picture from the Citizenship Ceremony I had a couple of weeks ago. And here is the picture showing me giving my oath, some bored civil servant with white hair and a painting of the Queen who sadly couldn’t be with us that day.
Then my TV arrives and it’s as big as anyone could have hoped, so I get rid of the old one, plug this one in (I manage to do this all by myself) and sit down for 11 hours of pure happiness. And here’s a picture of me having a chat with my new best friend, the only person I really need in my life.
In this picture you can also see my feet which I think is the first time in this blog, and a definite bonus for anyone who’s into that sort of thing.
Then at 1700 Enid arrives to have dinner and watch some more TV with me and the dinner consists of tuna steaks with mushrooms and green beans and broccoli followed by raspberry panacotta from M&S and the TV consists of The X Factor. The X Factor is a talent show like American Idol I guess, and I’m personally rooting for a contestant called Andy who can’t sing and doesn’t have any moves, but this is what he looks like with his shirt off, and this is enough really. Please try to ignore the face. Well in the first picture where you can see it anyway. In the second one we were spared.
Enid doesn’t get it all, and I suppose that she just doesn’t think like a gay man (i.e. if somebody has abs he’s Godlike instantly) and this theory is confirmed when Donnell arrives later (he’s a gay and likes Andy) and also Nicole (she’s a woman and doesn’t like Andy). Still, I think that Enid’s comment that Andy looks like a used up tea bag is a bit harsh, even though I see where she’s coming from.
On Sunday morning I wake up form a dream that I was having sex with 50 Cent, which is odd because a) 50 Cent isn’t exactly the blonde muscled clean-cut type that I usually like and b) he doesn’t look like somebody who would have an interest in getting fucked by me anyway. Then I go and download all of the singles 50 Cent has released so far and I think the last time I wanted to listen to somebody’s music just because I wanted to fuck them must have been when I played What’s Left Of Me by Nick Lachey 29 times in a row. Which also must explain Jessica Simpson’s 26 plays in my iPod.
Finally, I’ve had quite a response to Anthony’s picture that I posted yesterday – here it is again:
People have said that he’s really fit and I should consider going out with him when I’m single again, but I’m way ahead of you people, it’s all sorted. I’ve spoken about this before and here’s what I posted in August earlier this year:
“Anyway, Anthony is English but he’s working abroad at the moment and he’s coming back to the UK in October 2008. So the plan is:
- At the moment obviously I’m going out with Scott
- Scott and I split up in March 2008
- I spend a few months being devastated and moping around
- About 6 months later I have got over the situation and I feel ready to move on
- Conveniently, Anthony comes back around that time and we go out together
- The end”
So this is the deal and this is how we sealed it. Mind you judging from Anthony’s body language in this picture while I’m giving him the grip, it might not be looking so promising after all.
Finally, if there are any readers from Germany or France, can you please email me (email@example.com) or leave a comment; I want to ask something. Thanks (EDIT: Thanks guys, got my answers now)
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