old

I'm concerned I'm old before my time. Haven't been out for ages....simply ages I tell you. Not, like, on an all nighter-get-a-taxi-home-dance-until-you-drop-visit-the-lobster-pot-after-Walkabout kinda vibe. I miss those days (good grief Liz they were only a year ago, stop being so melodramatic) HANNAH! We need to get our party frocks on the go! Either that or we need to get our asses off to Tenereefee for some fun in the sun sans boys.....ooooh, is that allowed when you're married? Should I even WANT to go on holidays with just the girls now I am a wife?? I don't personally see why the heck not, but maybe there are, like, rules or something?!

I hate being old.

I am annoyed today because the freaking fridge/freezer is knackered. It's only 14 effing months old and quite frankly ought not to be on the blink, but it very much is. And what's the answer from the halfwits at Zanussi? "It's not under warantee" SO FREAKING WHAT!? If it were a toaster I could pick it up, put it in the car and take it to Comet (who are PANTS btw) and demand an exchange. So why are fridges different? The rule is, if it's damaged goods then you get a replacement right? So how come it applies to Topshop and not Comet.

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR and GAH at the injustice of it all. Plus, it cost £450 smackeroonies and is going to cost an estimated £357.56 to repair, which is obv. not worth it, so we should replace it, right? Only trouble is.......WITH WHAT!?