I hate Sundays!
Although my sister is due to give birth today, so I'm on constant standby if I'm needed(for babysitting her other kid, not delivering the baby). I feel really terrible that I haven't bought anything for the new baby, with her first I had bought a huge box of things. This poor child is going to grow up with an inferiority complex. It's also quite sad that this is the last time she is going to be pregnant (so she says) and also my child-bearing days are over so hopefully we'll get a little girl just for a change.

Was having a meander around the Sunday market today (for bootleg CDs and VCDs, ended up buying Sterephonics and Pink??, plus Harry Potter for the kiddies). I had on my Malajusted T-shirt and suddenly heard the most wonderful sounds coming from the other side of the building. My poor kids must have wondered what was wrong with their mum, I was dumbfounded and kept saying "Oh! oh!" whilst dragging them round to the record stall. The guy had Hatful on Hollow on full blast. He had the French vinyl version on sale for £25 - don't know if this is a bargain or not but seeing as I don't have a record player decided against it.

Also just discovered today that school doesn't open again until Tuesday, so Shaun will have to come into work with me tomorrow..which isn't a problem for me but I don't think the rest of the staff have the patience for kids who go on & on about bionicles and megazords.

But anyway, I'm still alive after Friday's death threats from The Arse. If you don't see any more journal entries from me, then you know what's happened...

Until the next time.