after work rundowns
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Very dull indeed!
Make dinner
Go to the Gym
Watch TV or read a book and generally flap about doing stuff
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Make dinner
Go to the Gym
Watch TV or read a book and generally flap about doing stuff
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Normally have one night out with friends/old work people/work friends.
Me and Tom normally go out for dinner one night.
One night I have my Spanish class.
Walk doggies every night.
Watch football.
Tuesday is my trash night where I read Heat/Grazia and Tom watches Lost.
But clothes online.
And as Sirens says I do a lot of 'faffing' about too
Lists to make holidays to plan, fashion shows to do
Me and Tom normally go out for dinner one night.
One night I have my Spanish class.
Walk doggies every night.
Watch football.
Tuesday is my trash night where I read Heat/Grazia and Tom watches Lost.
But clothes online.
And as Sirens says I do a lot of 'faffing' about too
Lists to make holidays to plan, fashion shows to do 
Aren't you a bit old for bedtime stories?
Most nights my lovely flatmate cooks and we have a bottle of wine (or two 
). We watch all sorts of crap on TV (Tiara Girls anyone??).
Sometimes go to the gym or a run in the park.
Sometimes go to the pub or out for dinner with friends.
Finished a ten week Spanish class in June (err, I've forgotten it already...).
In October (when I've bought my new pencil case and folder ) starting evening classes for post-graduate diploma in Management at University of London (Birkbeck). 
). We watch all sorts of crap on TV (Tiara Girls anyone??).Sometimes go to the gym or a run in the park.
Sometimes go to the pub or out for dinner with friends.
Finished a ten week Spanish class in June (err, I've forgotten it already...).
In October (when I've bought my new pencil case and folder
) starting evening classes for post-graduate diploma in Management at University of London (Birkbeck). Do you wear a pinny for all that cleaning and tidying
i have an apron for cooking, yes!
no, i read them to my children.
Depends if I've been out - if I have then I tend to spring back to life on Thursday.
Gym
Film nights (& trash telly)
Reading
Listening to tunes
One dinner night p/w
Midweek special (stand up comedy or go to see a live act - Bethnal Green working men's club or Kentish Town forum = both perfect for midweekers)
Gym
Film nights
(& trash telly)Reading
Listening to tunes
One dinner night p/w
Midweek special (stand up comedy or go to see a live act - Bethnal Green working men's club or Kentish Town forum = both perfect for midweekers)
espuma_party
Active Member
back @ home from work at 03:45 p.m.
in my typical afternoon I can: watching tv, go round (I if need to do something), try to learn spanish, read somethin
at 07:00 it's my gym time
come back at 08:30 and then me and the missus prepare a very quick meal
after dinner watching tv and go sleep at 11:00 cos I wake very early in the morning (05:00 am)
in my typical afternoon I can: watching tv, go round (I if need to do something), try to learn spanish, read somethin
at 07:00 it's my gym time
come back at 08:30 and then me and the missus prepare a very quick meal
after dinner watching tv and go sleep at 11:00 cos I wake very early in the morning (05:00 am)
Morbyd
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Pretty quiet life on weekdays...
go home, pop open a beer, cook dinner, read some things on the 'net, maybe watch a bit of news or sports on the tv or, very rarely these days, a tv show or movie.
Some nights I meet up with people for drinks after work before launching into the aforementioned routine.
Weekends are a different story...
go home, pop open a beer, cook dinner, read some things on the 'net, maybe watch a bit of news or sports on the tv or, very rarely these days, a tv show or movie.
Some nights I meet up with people for drinks after work before launching into the aforementioned routine.
Weekends are a different story...