Meenzer

I'm completely clueless on all of the above, I'm afraid. Need to get back in touch with real music this year, I think I've been excessively gayed up

Cautiously optimistic about 2008. Last year was pretty good in various respects, even if it was all a bit mundane and predictable ("learning enough Swedish to finally have a passable conversation with my gran before she pops her clogs" wouldn't be everyone's idea of a crowning achievement, after all), whereas this year everything's a bit up in the air - the fella graduates in May/June, so we could frankly be living anywhere and doing anything 12 months from now. Adds a bit of spice to things I suppose. Happy new year everybody.

All three channels were pretty rubbish. I suppose the argument is that you should be out having a good time instead of watching the likes of All Angels and some boring indie blokes with guitars, but even the BBC fucktards commentating on the fireworks over the Thames managed to suck all the joy out of the event. Not that you could see much through the smoke anyway.

As it happens... Logic being that you can drink your own booze and see everyone's fireworks from the top of the hill, I suppose. Bollocks to that though.

Friends have had the bright idea to go and sit in a park and have a picnic (?!) in the hours leading up to midnight. So we'll be staying at home and drinking the champagne we nicked from the last wedding we went to.

Pumpkin pie anyone?

I hear "just plain tight" costs a bit more than "frugal".

Aye, we were standing outside the pub at Fulham and Matt (I think it was) pointed out that the good citizens of west London must be absolutely gutted when we sing "We hate Cockneys and we hate Cockneys"

This is where SMO or Wacky suggests that you curl out a "yule log" on her desk.

Well that was worth quitting Northern Ireland for.

Aye

Sometimes you make me feel like I'm living at the edge of the world.

Work thought I was off today, but I rather foolishly informed them of their mistake. Not that they've sent me anything to do yet, so long may that continue.

Bloody foreigners, coming over here with their work ethic...

It really was. Reaction in the pink press was mostly along the lines of "next you'll be telling us Elton John's a bit that way".

The "which of the fellas would you punch first?" game is still a favourite at dinner parties chez Meenz.

i wanted to be a lorry driver and a chef At the same time? aye. i couldn't decide between the two so wanted to drive a lorry during the day before cooking up a storm at night You could have had the best of both worlds and worked in catering at a service station.

Nowt wrong with Jonny's chebs like.

Lovely girl, shocking taste in men though.

If I give a definite yes, does that mean repercussions if I don't show up?

Should be an easy enough win for her, I'd have thought.

Did you sit or stand to wipe, or a mixture of both? If he could even stand to walk after the 7th one, I'm fairly impressed.

And even more belated wishes from me.

Double Herzlichen Glückwunsch all round!

I could've written that first post word-for-word really (changing the place names, obviously ). Except I probably had even less of an accent to start with.