I am painting our living room again on Monday. Ready for new suite like (and carpet (and PS3)).
The old cat vomited its guts up on the living room carpet this morning. Bastard. I think it's stress related as the fvkcing kitten keeps attacking him. I can see it now, new carpet down, suite in, PS3 winking invitingly at me, shiny new paintwork. TG stand back and admires it all then the cat walks in and projectile vomits over the lot.
Sums up my life at the moment.
Oh well, piss up with some old workmates tomorrow. I shall become plastered.