Day 3 - One Man Wolf Pack

For someone on a fitness kick, my breakfast was far from ideal....however none of that mattered...it was survival sunday and wolves had it all to do.

Took Carrian to get her car and went on a drive with sam to calm my nerves. Popped back to hers before the footy started. I saw this while i was there, which was ironic for the top of the table and it made me laugh:

(This T-shirt was hung out on the washing line at chez-Clark as if someone was going to wear it soon)

Went home and sent Jamesy a good luck text and settled in front of the tv to watch the action unfold.

(Three lives games and constant updates didnt even help my nerves)

Through the highs and lows, being in and out of the relegation zone no fewer than 4 times in the day we survived....this is pretty much how the day went:

 (Blackburn and Wolves fans feeling the squeeze)

Any person who thinks football is just a game should have seen me this afternoon, i was a wreck.


Took Sam some sweets as she wasnt feeling well...she soon perked up....watched some tv and went home. In the car on the way home, i was listening to the radio and this was the time my heart died:

At 22:10 on 22nd may 2011 i learnt that 'The Only Way is Essex' won a BAFTA....a fucking BAFTA!!! maybe i was wrong and the world did end yesterday and i was sent straight to hell!

Job search to intensify this week....oooohhhhh god!

Peace