Feeble ping on a lemming spring

[robinbloke]

Fret fret fret; this week is steadily gathering chaos to proportions of, erm, something very large indeed. The bloke doing my lounge hadn't turned up by the time I left for work today and it's all meant to be finished for tommorrow; which I've taken off to get the house sorted for the party in the evening 'cos it's a total pigsty at the moment.
Worry worry worry.
And stuff and things and wossnames, I can't kickstart my random wibbleness either, it's hiding, under a rock or something. And it won't come out.

Comments

[robinbloke.livejournal.com]

Ooo, that'd be wonderful... I just don't know if the bloke will be finished tonight however!!

[razornet.livejournal.com]

I too am free tomorrow and will gladly offer an hand (or even two) to the honorable cause of tidying your place. You just tell me when you want me to stop strafeing runways and come over, and I shall.

[robinbloke.livejournal.com]

You are a fine bloke indeed; again, I'll have to see what sort of state my house is tommorrow... maybe we can get some beers in early :)

[razornet.livejournal.com]

Groooving! :)

If your house is in a state, I'll come over and help you tidy it. Otherwise I'll just come over, K?

[robinbloke.livejournal.com]

Grooving :)