My mum forced me to sip this honey and lemon crap.. It's AWFUL! It stinks of apple flavoured urine or something.. They should serve it to terrorists! It's vile!
I guess she can hear me coughing my guts up while she's trying to sleep. Very sure the guy next door can cos I was still awake way after 4am this morning and so was he, I could hear him talking. Probably plotting an evil way to shut me up permanently...!
After ditching the foul water, I decided to sip something nicer while Match of the Day was on. Vodka.
Oh and a bit of chocolate was nice too.
Robin van Persie's goal was absolutely.. wow.. and so was his little talking
I'm a sucker for accents aren't I..
Saw a bit of Bastard too, and Freddie, and someone's bum. So, all in all, a good day of football


