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Spain won!
I blame that stinking calamari ! blegh with your superstitious mambo jambo-
the world cup is over! the post cup depression has set in. Honestly, I am not sure what to do at 8 30 when the games are meant to be on... feel obliged to watch krap cos what the heck am i now meant to do until bed time?
cant the at least ween us off ? it was all so sudden! just when I started understanding the offside rule, BAM! its all over?
how am I going to carry on with no fan walk? no vuvuzela's? no peeps selling me flags? is life going to go back to dull unfanwalky silent and unpatriotic? its been 3 sleeps with no soccer now and feel like i need a soccerine patch of some sort?


ANYWAY,so after cheating on my hippo for the whole of last week (driving in the luxurious BMW - heater, powersteering and lights that actually light up the road... unlike Helgars lil glow worms in glass)
I am back in my faithful lil green car- and she's been going like a boeing once again !

I have been thinking about this food diary vibe.. and have decided that while it rains - its virtually impossible to not eat?! like how do you say no to a nice warm bowl of popcorn? when its bucketing? I know every time I write I have some excuse for my mind not being right? but none have rung true as of yet - so I will keep attempting to find a good one...
I am in year 29 of finding excuses ... wonder how well its working for me? Which makes me think - okay fine ! i will eat! but then I must gym! everyday.. and work off the extra KJ's (those are the little buggers that climb in your cupboard at night and sew your clothes tighter).. but alas only been to gym twice since friday and on my way again today.. ANOTHER weigh in :( blegh

In my defense...oh.... wait I have no defense