So Good New Right?

And about time too hey? So I recently caught up with a mate from the old days, who also happens to be friends with my ever so hot friends of 18 years ago. And my ever so hot friend of 18 years ago added some pics to his facebook page last night, a lil trip down memory, and menomory lane I had myself. There I was flickin through the pics when I notices THE FIRST LOVE OF MY LIFE is suddenly staring me in the face. And eeeeeewwww, what the hell was I thinking?

Ok, so the pic was from 1994, five years after the last time I saw him, and its not at all kind to him. Which made me remember, there wasnt all that much to be kind to him about!. The boy, I would never use the word man in regards to him, IM not bitter, only slightly twisted, but that isnt the point. The boy, had hair longer than mine. And he used to spend more time doing it than I spent doing mine. Mine was much better of course, but that is hardly the point anymore either. The very thought of me being anywhere near that boy totally repulses me....and again, I have to say...eeeeew what the hell was I thinking? Note: my ever so hot friend of 18 years ago? His pics from back then still look damn fine!

Where was I? Oh yes.....so my mate from the old days who I also caught up with, happened to give me a call today. Turns out he lives round the corner from Jayne, so when Im up there in a few weeks, Im going to make itmy business to catch up with him for a coffee. Thats not hte point either. I happened to mention to mate from the old days that ever so hot friend of 18 years ago had added these pics, and he was in some of them, and also MY FIRST LOVE. Mate from the old days, who lives around the corner from MY FIRST LOVE's brother, happened to make my day just now. Totally made my day. How? He mentioned that MY FIRST LOVE, now has the body of Homer Simpson.

And there is nothing I love more than knowing some guy who broke my heart, now looks like crap. In fact, I would absolutely love to run into MY FIRST LOVE at some stage, cos damn that boy will be eatin his heart out, kickin himself and basically be miserable at the thought of ever having had the chance to keep me, and being too stupid to actually do so. IN fact, not only did he not keep me, he not kept every other girl in town as well. And....and.....he looks like crap, and I look fucking amazing. Ok, I dont look quite as amazing as I could, in fact, I could look a little bit better, but that isnt hte point. The point is, when push comes to shove.......and you stand him next to me, Im gonna wipe the floor with him. And that, my dear friends, makes me feel ever so freaking happy.

Thought for the day....Thank you to Chardy who gave me the gem description of the beer gutted man.....Verandah over the tool shed.