Rugby

Yesterday I went to watch a live rugby match. It was brilliant! Want to go again. Also want to go to Alton Towers, and to the Edinburgh zoo to see the pandas.

I can now see the appeal of 'rugger-buggers'; they are strapping young men, and there is definitely something attractive about a man who can tackle another to the ground. Naturally this got me thinking about dating rugby boys, and then becoming a rugby WAG...until I thought of the mud. If you were in a relationship with a rugby player, where would you put their rugby boots? They couldn't come into the house. And leaving them outside isn't suitable as if it rained the boots would probably be ruined. And then there are the muddy clothes...can't stand thinking about all that mud coming in my kitchen, in my washing machine...I'd need to rinse the clothes out with a hose first before bringing them inside. Unless they could leave their muddy stuff in their locker room...

This is too much hassle for me, I don't ever want to go out with a rugby player.

In other news I found out on Friday that I am psychic. I went into this shop to buy a stone (I like stones) and found one I liked. When I went to pay for it the man said 'oh, psychic people are often drawn to opalite'. I thought I picked it because it was a nice shape and looked pretty, but now understand that I am a psychic. As a psychic I have new responsibilities, and must only use these new powers for good. So far I have had a dream about snow, so I am predicting this for March 10th. I also dreamt that one of my sea monkeys turned into a salamander and tried to attack me, so suspect I will either see a lizard this week or someone will annoy me.