if I hear that name once more

I’ll kill – I really will.
You know how it is, your friend has just dumped his boyfriend in favour of someone else whom he is infatuated with and then can’t stop talking about the 16″ biceps and other revealing features.
Well last night I had had enough, we had only been together for 5 minutes and I had heard the name mentioned 20 times or more. Little comments like “this time next week I’ll be on my way to the airport to see Mr X.”
So I called time and gave a 5 minute limit to talk about him and then banned his name from conversation for the rest of the evening. It didn’t work. Sneakily the name just got shortened to an initial.
Infatuation eh? Isn’t it great
Begs the question though why was I out shopping with him on VD anyway? Rumours start that way you know…

bad chicken

I so wish chicken had a comments system on his blog šŸ˜‰
Rob says “Bad Rob Bad Rob” – I say “but of course”.
Rob says ” It’s official. I’m a total whore. Total and utter.” – I say “no comment”.

new years resolutions

have proved hard to keep this week, what with all the rumour and innuendo flying around. I am however determined this year to;
a. not kiss and tell
b. not lust and tell
I gave up on the no smoking one šŸ™

hero

oh and the naked producer at work [Dan] knows me only too well – handing me the Enrique Promo single that has been on his desk for months saying ‘I didn’t throw it out cos I knew you would want it’
he wasn’t wrong. I am predictable.

Halifax’s Gay chatline

Building society Halifax are coming out hard in a bid to satisfy customers, says Metro. Yesterday, 15,000 savers received a mailshot inviting them to call for advice on pumping up their ISAs. Some of them called the number, and were surprised to hear banging disco music at the other end followed by a welcome to a gay one to one chat line!

click tax

imagine a world in which if you click here you are taxed?
sounds outlandish doesn’t it, almost like the tax on email idea that turned out to be urban legend. Unfortunately this time it’s no urban legend and a tax on hperlinks is exactly what BT wants as they believe they own patents relating to hyperlinks on the intertnet.
What worries me more is the fact that to tax you they would need to know how often you clicked a hyperlink – and presumably they would also know what hyperlink you clicked…
what happened to privacy?

anti valentines?

“if you want to get into someone’s pants” today is probably a good day to try it says Meg – and so along with Dave has come up with ideal cards to erm…
well okay to take the piss out of VD and not exacltly guarantee you will get into anyones pants.