  Jesus, what a waste of a weekend this was. Another trip shopping for clothes for TFMrs to wear to a do (Titch's wedding), missing an FA Cup game, only to then find she doesn't think she'll wear what she bought but something she already owns.
I wouldn't mind, but this is the second time this has happened this year (3rd round, her work do). The only real achievements this weekend: Centrepieces I have designed the centrepiece for our wedding. We are going for a glass, tealights and glass pebbles arrangement that should look pretty good, and, thanks to Swedish disposable furniture manufacturers, is relatively cheap. Teaching Application It's about 99.9995% done. I just need a second referee (might go for Hannah, as she knows what people want in a teacher) and to break down my course into percentage components (what a fucking daft idea). I think my percentages go 30% work, 40% Playstation, 20% hangover, 10% sending and reading e-mails (hey, remember e-mails? And don't say you now just leave comments either, you lazy twats). No Leeds this weekend, which is good for my nerves.
Of course, the highlight of the weekend: GARY NEVILLE GOES NUTS!!! Fantastic stuff. The three phases of the incident added together brillantly to one hilarious moment. 1) A dive so brilliantly over-the-top and mistimed that you could see Christiano Ronaldo and RVN looking away in embarrasment. 2) A temper tantrum on the floor that only comparable to one I saw a few weeks back when trying to explain to Barney Wragg that my aerosol deodorant was probably not best used in his mouth. 3) A headbutt when the referee was a mere 2 yards away, looking directly at him. Admittedly, it was Jeff Winter, so it was probably a close call as to whether he thought it was an offence or not.
This is all made the funny by the pundits going on all moring about how Neville will improve the defence with his "calm head and temperament". Brilliant, as it could also be argued replacing Wes Brown with anyone would improve the defence. So, a whole weekend of nothing, probably to be followed by a whole week of nothing. Aren't you glad you read this and that I feel the need to keep writing? 
