So, here I am... still in Northampton and still curled up on a mattress the floor (without the labrador this time). And yup, still reading Looking For Andrew McCarthy - no, its not that long a book, we've just been out for the last couple of hours.

Chel'd been raving about Oreo milkshakes from Crazy Udder that I HAD to have, so we drove into town and god that was one of THE most nummy things I've ever tasted EVER. It was a milkshake, obviously, with 12 whole Oreos in it... yeah totally heavenly
Chel had a Jaffa Cakes one which was still yummy but not as much so as the Oreo one!
Oreo Milkshakes FTW!
*licks lips*
♥

Then we were very boring and mature and went to Morrisons and both did our shopping... except half-way home I realised I'd forgotten my Ribena so we took a detour to Tesco where Chel bought me cute moocow socks!
(She's called Doris... the cow, not Chel)
(Chel's a koala, not a cow)
(unless you get her on a bad day, then she's a bitch)
but she does have a cute laugh.
Even if she betas my LJ posts.

Now, she's poking me because I've not posted a wibble-a-thon. I tried to point out to her that I COULDN'T post the wibble-a-thon because it was on Starduck, so she told me I had to post a wibble singular. Which is what I'm doing


Don't forget to vote for tomorrow's Bonus Wibble - remember, one vote for person and no votes for Benji & Joel Madden, cos they won >last week!