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  • No insurance details were swapped. It was on a single-file bridge with a pull in bit so we couldn't just block the bridge so I stopped at the other end of the bridge and they drove off slowly in the other direction, I waited for them to turn round and come back but they didn't, well I didn't wait that long, a few minutes most then pissed off home. I couldn't wait much longer where I was as it's a pull-in bit for traffic waiting to get on the bridge. I hope he didnt take my number plate down and accuse me of not stopping.
    Yeah I'm fine but I'm worried that I'm gonna be in trouble. It's a two foot across dent just on the right wing/wheel arch about and inch deep (well whatever you call that bit between the headlight and wing mirror) . I'm pretty sure it was my fault (no insurance details were swapped). It worries me as I have never had an accident in all my time of driving but I did yesterday. I'll show you a photo of the road it happened on later (e-mail). His middle/back end must have been hit.
    Really good thanks until just after 5pm yesterday. My poor car has a big dent but that's not the worst bit.
    All the best people come from NJ then. You're leaving me until Monday arn't you? I'm off to eat my stir-fry microwave meal, doesn't quite sound right but never mind. I'll miss you but won't stop thinking about you.
    Well not met unfortunately but I'm sure the lovely Jon Bon Jovi came from there. That gets me back to the song american Boy:

    Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day.
    Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.
    I really want to come kick it with you.
    You'll be my American Boy.
    I was drawn straight away to your sense of humour-(proper English spelling) I was naive and didn't think that the American's had the sarcasm that we do but you have.
    My Mum thinks you're good looking and I just think you're the dogs bollocks. I log on here to see your posts and they make me laugh, I noticed you from the word go.
    I'm having the stir-fry, hey you don't mind anyway. I bought a mustard seed/powder mix today and it's lovely, I love strong mustard, just like I love horseradish, and you of course.
    But I've eaten veggies for the last week, I might have to do the stir-fry with a bit of chinese 5 spice in it.
    I shove the ready-made bag of stir-fry veg in the microwave. The thing is with the vegetables I just end up eating a plate of veg as when it comes to the meat I can't be arsed.
    One day I'll have to come to the US and you can be my tourist guide, actually I just wanna see you.

    BTW what should I have for dinner tonight, chinese stir-fry or a shit-load of veg with something that resembles meat?
    It would be 24/7 with you, is that really how far away you are? Sometimes it feels like it but other times it feels like you're really close.
    If you were around I'd do my best to not be working anyway. Sorry for talking about work, I know when I hear about 'work' from some people everyday I'm like 'God is it bedtime yet'.
    The problem is that we offer a good night's sleep guarantee or your money back, stupid I know as I don't think there are any strict terms/conditions with it. So your other half could snore or you could just feel like trying it on to get a refund. The man that complained had actually booked the room for a bit of peace because he can't stand the noise his neighbours make when they have parties.
    I was at work trying to keep a signal to post a message to you after checking 40 guests in and trying sort out a complaint from a man at 8pm that one of the other guests had closed a door too loudly. God knows what he had to put up with in the early hours then, half of them were pissed when they checked in.
    Hello! I've just got back from food shopping with Connor and said halfway round to him "You're not going on the computer when we get home because I want to talk to Chris" and I got all stressed with a slow lorry driver on the way back. Talk about desperate to talk to you.
    Hey lets have a bet at how many messages I'm gonna post until you come back to me. I guess four. I woke up at God knows what time today, half eight I think, really late for me considering beer wasn't part of it. I changed all the bed sheets and got worked up as I was tired,* bloody duvet covers * so I put on a few songs that remind me of you and before I knew it I'd done the lot so my head is even more up your arse now than it already was. When I'm angry not much calms me down, but thinking of you did. You're magic.
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