Scribblings from the Mitchy Side

My cat is funny. He was having a stretch and a yawn when I happened to catch his eye. This means, to him, that I need to be reminded that I should be giving him oodles of fuss and attention. So he attempted his "fuss me now!" meow. While he was in mid-yawn. There is no way I can phonetically describe the strangled noise he came out with nor the expression on his face but suffice to say I fell off the sofa laughing. It was a miracle he didn't dislocate his jaw :)

Work, it ticks over. Slightly busier now but still not exactly rushed, unlike the poor budget folk who, having busted their socks off to get the 2006/07 budget out of the door, are now going through the whole mind-numbing process again for 2007/08. Apparently doing two yearly budgets at once will be a good thing. Says the bureaucratic numbskull who thought of it, presumably. :P

F A Cup football on tonight, Liverpool v. Birmingham. I was rooting for Birmingham, just cos they were the underdogs. However the match has gone like this:-

Me: *turn match on, see there's a minute before kick off, go hastily nip into kitchen to start food cooking*
Ref: *blows whistle*
Fans: *Cheer*
Liverpool: *score after 55 seconds*
Birmingham manager: *glowers*
Birmingham players: Ack!
Me: *returns to lounge* Wtf?
Liverpool players: *smirk*
Me: Okaaay *scampers back to do food related things*
Liverpool Players: Hey, she's not watching again! *score another goal*
Me: *returns to lounge* *blinks. Twice* 2 goals in 4 minutes? You're taking the piss now, aren't you?
Liverpool players: *smirk*
Me: I'll take that as a yes, then?
Birmingham fans: Thank god we're at home, imagine if we'd travelled to Liverpool to see this pile o'arse!
Me: *chomps food, watches pile of arse for a bit*
Liverpool players: Bugger, she's watching now...
Me: *foolishly gets up to make cup of tea*
Liverpool players: Yay! *Score again*
Me: *returning* **%@!*
Birmingham manager: *composes resignation*
Birmingham fans: *cry*
Liverpool fans: *deafening*
Liverpool players: *smirk*
Me: I give up! *mutes TV, watches Starsky and Hutch DVDs instead*

At the start of writing that, it was 4-0 to Liverpool. While I wrote that, they scored again. Ten minutes left, I'm fancying them to get another, meself. Maybe I should leave the room for five minutes or something :)

ETA: 6-0! Hah! I stopped paying attention and they scored. Maybe I can get Liverpool fans to sponsor me not to watch their matches or something :)

ETA2: 7-0!