the stupid washing machine broke, all filled up with water and wouldn't drain.
poop.
can we fix it? yes we can.
yuck.
mmmm i recall sucking the water out of this washing machine before. it didn't taste any better this time.
so i prod all the pipes and stuff and drain the water and remove some fluff. but it still doesn't work.
so i take the back off and pull bits off and look inside.
ohhh 45p and a cats worth of fluff. i recon that's the problem. and lo and behold it was.
yay to miss washing machine repairer 2008.
now i have clean pants 
sigh.
that and the fact i got two words both scoring 98 in the same game of scrabble i was playing have been the highlights of my week.
the lovely lady who was supposed to look after little cat a day a week when i went back to work says she might be too busy. boo. and i have to go into work to have a meeting about the hours they want me to do next week.
sigh.
so no one to look after the little man and the distinct possibility of being fucked around by work. i want to stay at home 
except i need some monies.
i been making the cutest hats and things for little cat. was thinking of setting up a website and selling them. hats for cats and mittens for kittens is the working title. don't think it would make me my fortune tho.
i can always pimp the baby out by dressing him in the stuff, taking him out round other mums and waiting for them to ask where his clothes come from. i have already had a couple of people asking after his cat hat. when i said i made it i was asked if i sold them.
it does feel a little mercenary tho.
poo poo poo.
back to scrabble and washing pants.
