Just because I get more women than you...

I keep having the weirdest dreams. I don't want them to stop though, as they're more interesting then what's actually going on in life, not that I have anything to complain about everythings going really well. I'm happy, but me, being me, I always find little things to get at me.

On Monday, myself and Paul were sitting in Starbucks on Dame street, and I was looking out the window, I noticed there was kettle with a plastic Magpie attatched to it sitting on a traffic cone thingy on the island in the middle of the street. Nobody really noticed it which annoyed me, as it was so strange and obvious. I turned to Paul and told him, we discussed what it was for ages as it baffled us. I told Paul to run across and have a look at it, and so he did, I sat there on my own in bits laughing as he was having a gander at it, he didn't touch it, what a girl. So he came back and we sat there for a while longer pondering the situation. We thought it may have been some NCAD thing, I was more inclined to thinking it was infact a cleverly disguised bomb. We sat laughing at people who noticed it, one girl picked it up, the mad bitch, I was snappin. I decided I wanted to have it, Paul told me I hadn't the nads to take it. So we decided to walk over and have a proper look anyway. It looked as if the magpie was made from tape, and the kettle was just riddled with limescale. Paul then started to cross the road, leaving me with the decision whether to leave the kettle or grab it and run? I took the kettle and ran like mad, I was half thinking there was sniper sitting up in a room somewhere waiting to kill the person who took it haha. Everyone seemed to be looking at me, well more so the kettle/magpie. We were in hysterics, I loved this.

This is kettle/Magpie.