everythings coming up batman at the minute, meal delivered and they sent a chicken tikka masala instead of the chicken tikka naga that I asked for, I gave them a quick bell and they have sent me my correct meal, in the process I have clattered half of the tikka masala (not my usual meal, I only normally like hot curries) but it was fucking lovely.

Hasn't fucked up my drinking mood either so I'm gunna get back on the Rum and slowly pick at my unwanted masala and save my chicken tikka naga for when I go round to watch the fight with me dad tomorrow.

with the best will in the world there is every chance that Fury is going to get outclassed and we will have to endure 12 rounds of utter shite and grabbing and hugging I thought I'd talk the fight up to my dad and convince him that he should pay for it...I'm going round there to watch it for free

BWAHAHAHAHAHA I'm an evil genius, free food tonight free boxing tomorrow, all I need now is free women...and that my friends is where my plan seems to be failing but I'm working on it.