Wet dogs and a bit loved up

On a bit of a post-weekend high, so it's time to bore everybody shitless.

Just aired out Marks room - him and his mates got caught in a rain storm up on the beach, then came back to watch a movie. It now smells like a wet dog drying by the fire, with underlying tones of teenage boy. If you could bottle it, you could sell it as visitor repellent. Just spray on your front door, guaranteed effective on both cold callers and balliffs.

*VOMIT ZONE - bags provided*

Met a girl called Katie a few weeks back, just had the third superb weekend with her. Love everything about her - she's all beautiful big smiles, very outgoing and a whole ant colony's worth of industrious; rocks my boat every which way. Brilliant with my family and my kids, so far I've not found ANYTHING I dislike about her. No evidence of advanced psychosis, very affectionate, great fun to be around. It's like having my best mate curled up to me. I'm very, very, very impressed :)

*END OF VOMIT ZONE*