F*ck you very much

You've got to love Lily Allen.

F*ck you F*ck you very, very much
Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch
- Lily Allen, GWB (F*ck You Very Much)

Probably the song thats given me the most joy in the past week or so. Hey, my Maj has even been crazy enough to use it as her ringtone. Thank goodness it takes forever to reach the chorus so she isn't emotionally scarring any of her patients. It makes me think of little 4 year old kids skipping around in a brightly coloured environment throwing zaps at everyone and everything in their way. Makes me pretty effing happy. Jolly in fact. Listen to it, you'll understand what I mean. So many people I've love to sing it to.

I had a rad weekend. Started off with a boozy Thursday with the team for M-dog's farewell at Qba after which we stumbled upstairs to St.Tropez for DJ Milkshakes bday bash. Too much fun was had, lots of Tequilsh was consumed. And I travelled all the way home at 2am.

Wake up in the morn with a strange text from an ex which is an often occurence when he's on the jol, which later in the weekend involved a text from his current girlfriend, requesting me not to text him back or have any contact with him. Why am I the badie? You'd swear I was a complete Maneater. F*ck you very much for that.

Manhandled Friday, with a smidgeon of News Bedfordview and Rhapsody's thrown in. Got home just before 6am. When will I ever learn?

Very stoked the Bulls won the Super 14. They deserved it. And my boy (could only wish for him to be my future husband) Jean de Villiers made the Bok Squad. Of course he did.

Grey's Anatomy last night made me ball like a little baby. Damn you Shonda Rhimes, you tv drama writing genius.

I'm headed to gym now. Sniffles and all. Can't bare to feel like a fatf*ck much longer, f*ck you very much.

H x