A good jig around the pixie pole is needed.

Ok, so since I haven't blogged since... whenever it was I'll do a quick sum up of the last few days.

G-g-g-g-unit were reunited after one members suspension. Ultimate dance moves followed. My Dorito love grew stronger and got more freaky. My two younger sisters aged 6 & 7 started a band. Not long after the 6 year old whom also is the band manager, fired two members of the band. The next day they were allowed to join the band again, only to be fired one hour later.

"Rachael, do you even want to be in this band? Do you want to play lead kazoo? Because right now you're acting like a 1 year old and you are 11!" - Band manager/singer/dancer/6 year old.

Now I'm having a complete block and I can't remember details of the last few days. I do however remember going out last night to a friends leaving meal/party and he only showed up for 2 minutes as he was already drunk and been out at the casino. I can't hate him though. He was my first fiancé.

Anyway, to make this blog even longer I will tell you about my Dorito daydreams. The other night when I came in from work at about 20 past 12 I went into the kitchen and to my suprise my mum and Carl were still up and there was a big bag of Doritos on the kitchen top. I was tempted to have a packet but decided I might aswell wait until morning... When I woke up there wasn't any there at all. It turns out that I had imagined the Doritos on the kitchen top and that they weren't there when I got in from work.

:( This is only one of many fake Dorito sightings.

Oh. and Calum is amazing.


Love Charlotte

xxx