Awk lawds I suck on the blog front these days. But I'm going to take it serious again. Maybe. It's a little like facebook status updates.....there are too many possibilities and I am no good at making decisions. So I just don't make one. I guess I could tell you about how stoked I am about Christmas or my trip to Paris or my friends hen day or the Backstreet Boys concert on Thu. but why not just write about it when it actually happens. I could tell y'all that this is my 161st post on my blog which is pretty epic. It's my longest relationship ever. I could blog about X Factor but I'm already bored of hearing peeps complain about it. Don't get me wrong, I agree but don't want to write about it.

Which leaves me with Friday night. It's dark and raining. I get out of work 2 hours later than usual and people are annoying me left right centre and all in between. I pull up in my drive way with a long Friday night ahead of me and take a notion to just drive. I grab an overnight bag, my ipod, jump in the car and head towards Fermanagh. Just the process of driving in the opposite direction to Lisburn accompanied by really loud music was the best therapy ever. All you therapy junkies out there....spend your money on a car and an iTunes account instead. When I got to little Lisnaskea I was content. I was able to leave the shit in the back seat for a bit. No internet, no phone signal and only terrestrial TV. It was fantastic and I only wish I could have stayed but Lisburn was calling.

I won't make a habit of wasting petrol but it is what I needed. Amy if you're out there come back and drive with me please.