Argh. 'tis the morning of the operation. I wouldn't say that I'm shitting myself, but I'm not looking forward to it, to say the least.
As part of the whole "We'll make this operation as painful as possible" procedure, I'm not allowed to eat today. However, I've pushed this boundary already; I watched Date Movie last night, and gorged through half a 500ml tub of Ben and Jerry's icecream, and a full 500ml tub of Lemon Sorbet. I'm feeling the repurcussions now, though.
In my endeavour to try and break the rules, I inadvertantly discovered that one of my cats eats Coco Pops. No, I didn't come downstairs this morning to find her nonchalantly reading The Independent, drinking a cup of tea and eating her cereal (although, worryingly, I can imagine the scenario), but I was making Coco Pop cakes yesterday. I think you're supposed to use Rice Krispies, but I don't like those annoying Snap, Crackle and Pop marketing figures. I much prefer Coco the monkey.
As part of the whole "We'll make this operation as painful as possible" procedure, I'm not allowed to eat today. However, I've pushed this boundary already; I watched Date Movie last night, and gorged through half a 500ml tub of Ben and Jerry's icecream, and a full 500ml tub of Lemon Sorbet. I'm feeling the repurcussions now, though.
In my endeavour to try and break the rules, I inadvertantly discovered that one of my cats eats Coco Pops. No, I didn't come downstairs this morning to find her nonchalantly reading The Independent, drinking a cup of tea and eating her cereal (although, worryingly, I can imagine the scenario), but I was making Coco Pop cakes yesterday. I think you're supposed to use Rice Krispies, but I don't like those annoying Snap, Crackle and Pop marketing figures. I much prefer Coco the monkey.
I accidentally spilt some Coco Pops on the floor, and my cat, whom I assumed was outside, pounced like I've never seen her do before. She started eating the Coco Pops very loudly, as if she was crunching the bones of a thousand mice. She looked as if Christmas and her birthday had come round, rolled into one.
Enough of my cat, though. My day today, although not particularly packed, will hopefull be a good one. At 9am (it's just gone 8am at the moment), I'm leaving for a football (soccer) match. It's nothing major. I play on a football team, and am the captain. As my injury prevents me from playing football, my coach asked me to stand in as manager.
Last week, it went well apart from one major thing. We won 7-0, and that was good, but I also managed to break my friend's wrist. I was making the team practice shooting, when a ball rolled towards me. I instinctively kicked it, and my friend who was in goal was holding her wrist floppy. It hit her wrist and broke it. =3
Anyway, the rest of my day. After I come back from the match, I'm going to watch Saw V round my friend's house. Then, I'll be orf to the 'ospital.
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