Last night I went for a chinese with my mate Mikey. We had a great catch up and chat about this that, everything and its dog. But I think on 4-5 (I lost count) plates of chinese food and a modest dessert, my tummy is still feeling as if it could burst. The scales have confirmed what I firstly thought. 11 stone 13 and a half.. I am grateful for the 1/2 pound that seperates me from 12 stone! :-P

Me and Jasey are having a break for a while. Im not sure whether this while is going to turn into indefinitely because he is wanting to sort a few things out in his head and Im sure that at the moment the way things are standing could mean that our friendship is in the chopping line. I could go into it, and into it and into it some more and still some people wouldnt understand. For now, it is worth mentioning and maybe when I have a few hours spare, Ill do a private post on it.

Ive awoken in a foul mood this morning. Had a bit of a ding dong with Andy last night which involved the stupidest of things blown out of all proportion in both my own and his head. (Talk about winding each other up!) It was sorted by the time I went to bed last night but Ive woken up not in the best of moods this morning so the customers are going to be in the firing line!

Have a great day everyone.. xxx