Mihouse's Nemesis

First & foremost, give it up Ash.

The 'anonymous' comments you're sending are blatantly obvious.

You know, you don't have to visit this site. Go bug someone else with your 'voluptuous volcabulary'.

From here on, I would like to say that this is a happy place. There's no need for pushing and shoving.
Can't we just all get along? We're all friends here.

Anyway, this is my blog Ash, not yours - you're very welcome to write your own derogatory thoughts on your own blog.

I know my hardcore fans might have been disappointed with the absence of yesterdays post. But I would like to point out that while I will try to keep you blog junkies updated each day, this will not always be possible, as was the case yesterday.

Yesterday, was fun in a S&M way.
Regarded now as a tradition, it so goes that whenever I decide to visit a 'buddies' house where there are more than two people in at one time, I'll get injured in some way, shape or form.

Yesterday was no exception.

I can't quite explain the phenomena behind it - perhaps I was a Voodoo doll in my previous life...
Or Duffy Duck.

Either way it hurts.

To cut a long story short, here I am, my upper body bound up with duck tape. I'm struggling under the grip of Newman's hands holding me while Ashleigh trys to kick me in the stomach. In a defensive manner, I attempt to kick back at my 'so-called' friend but fail miserably. I trip up under the off-balance, and my skull inevitable meets the kitchen floor with a fair wallop and Hana-Barbara sound effect.
Whilst I'm lying on the floor - brain cells depleting rapidly & bump-on-head making it's appearance - Newman & Ash laugh their heads off as they view the footage of my prat fall on the digital camera they set up.

Oh, what marvelous friends I have. I'm so lucky.

But as I am strictly the non-violent type. I am pretty much powerless to do anything.
B.T.W. - This is your cue to start feeling sorry for me. Or laugh at me, depending on how nice you are.

It's okay thou, this is not the first time something like this has happened.

My favorite has to be the 'tied-in-a-sleeping-bag-and-beaten-with-pillows' - that was a doosey.
Or the infamous 'Tree Hug' performed in the school playground.

Though they would deny it, I do hope that the antagonists in question will deep down, feel a painful guilt & regret for what they have done to me over the years.

It's never too late to say sorry, u know.

Changing the subject. I wish all the best to Newman, who today has finally left the nest & is at present, making wings at his home-from-home in Portsmouth Uni. 3 Cheers for Newman!

Apart from the noted incident, we played a nice time playing Footnis or Tenball (I don't know what it's called) and adding music to his harddrive (a favorite pastime of mine).

Today was what I'd call a normal day at college, not much to talk about really.

I haven't had lunch so I suspect I'll be taking a trip to Upper Crust on Platform 4 later on.

That's about it really.

Thanks for the website Blake. (Someone's made a huge Logo figure of my namesake.)

Anyone who hasn't voted for their favorite TV series better make it quick as it'll will be changing pretty soon.

The outcome is final.

So if you don't want the O.C. to go down in Milhouse famedom. Make your contribution.
I'll post the results tomorrow.


All Feet Insane!

P.s. Dom, u never gave me the postcode. Everyone feel free to leave comments, questions, quotes requests and constructive critisim whenever you feel.
Also you can email me at empeejay@hotmail.com
(it spells out M.P.J., my initals if you wana remember that way!)