4th anniversary
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Holy crap, so four months has come and gone without any one noticing? Or did no one even realise that I was gone?
So, officially, I have FIVE more working days left!! FIVE. Counting down the hours...
So here's the plan going forward:
Jan 28 - Feb 3: Toronto to see my cuz. And Apparently Dangerous Dave is there? And a couple others from the P-town office, although they're all still working. Poor buggers!
Feb 4 - Feb 10: London town to see my big bruvva. Again. But this time my big sis might jet in from SA so that should be cool! And hopefully I'll see more of you mofos that claim to enjoy living there.
Feb 11: Chiggen and boerie braai. 'Nuff said.
Feb 12: I've got the day off, golf anyone? Judge and I vs Mr Price and Joel/Marty? I could do with the extra cash... hell, I'll even play with Pot (let's hope the new Taylormade and Ping putter have made a difference?).
Well here some random photos to make this post a little more interesting:
A sign in the change room at one of the stores.
And Cowboys. The cracker-jack club downtown. As belter as the bargirls are, I refuse to go there again - it's not a place meant for my people. This is from H's night there last week. He fits in perfectly cos cowboy dancing is similar to langarming at Presley's.
Here's the dealio, work there six months, and they buy you boobs. Even the guys. Check more chicks on Shhhmokin Hot Waitress.com. And check out the Back Alley as well - some of the guys wanna take me there for my farewell...
Excuse me ma'am, your boobs are stickin' out. Bumblebee tjoona!
So, officially, I have FIVE more working days left!! FIVE. Counting down the hours...
So here's the plan going forward:
Jan 28 - Feb 3: Toronto to see my cuz. And Apparently Dangerous Dave is there? And a couple others from the P-town office, although they're all still working. Poor buggers!
Feb 4 - Feb 10: London town to see my big bruvva. Again. But this time my big sis might jet in from SA so that should be cool! And hopefully I'll see more of you mofos that claim to enjoy living there.
Feb 11: Chiggen and boerie braai. 'Nuff said.
Feb 12: I've got the day off, golf anyone? Judge and I vs Mr Price and Joel/Marty? I could do with the extra cash... hell, I'll even play with Pot (let's hope the new Taylormade and Ping putter have made a difference?).
Well here some random photos to make this post a little more interesting:
A sign in the change room at one of the stores.
And Cowboys. The cracker-jack club downtown. As belter as the bargirls are, I refuse to go there again - it's not a place meant for my people. This is from H's night there last week. He fits in perfectly cos cowboy dancing is similar to langarming at Presley's.
Here's the dealio, work there six months, and they buy you boobs. Even the guys. Check more chicks on Shhhmokin Hot Waitress.com. And check out the Back Alley as well - some of the guys wanna take me there for my farewell...
Excuse me ma'am, your boobs are stickin' out. Bumblebee tjoona!
