Oct 17, 2005 09:45
Saturday:
Beer & shots in the Purple Turtle.
Slagging off fat people all night.
Meeting up with Hannah who I'd not seen for a while.
Met her friend's drummer, Katie.
Fell in love with said Katie :(
Who agreed to be in our video.
Decided to go with them to the After Dark.
Adrian had beer spilt on him.
On purpose by a couple of rejects with REALLY bad hair.
Wanted to go and beat them in the face with a glass.
Left.
Went to the After Dark - not been there in ages and it's still gay/cool.
Watched loads of MILFs dance.
Danced with Katie and took some photos of her dancing.
Got her phone number off her friend while she was taking a wazz.
Drank a few more things.
Stood outside at 2am.
Katie disappeared so I sent her two texts, because I'm gay.
Took a piss on someone's window.
Beat up Liz and gave her a massive wedgie.
Got in a taxi and went to some random house with everyone.
Watched Ross Noble on DVD.
Drugs...?
Bing down Hannah's top.
Ice cubes down Rosie's bra.
Gaylords throwing some plastic ball around.
Geeks with hot girlfriends (how the fuck do they do it?).
Trying to make Liz ill by spinning her chair round a million times.
Trying to stop Alex from telling Katie that I'm a psycho.
Finding out Katie is 28 :(
Walking home at 5am.
Adrian tried to destroy a speed camera.
He fucked his knuckle in the process.
Police.
Car accident.
Green phone boxes left wide open for us to bring down the whole telephone network - Twice.
Stalkers stabbing us.
Hubcaps.
Bottles in the street.
Knocking over trays.
Shouting about Slough.
Sitting around in my flat.
Talking about people with shit hair spilling beer and how we're going to get revenge (yes, we're petty like that).
Beating up Liz again.
Going to bed.
Sunday:
Adrian stayed here till about 7pm.
We made everyone new names: Rachel Sloughfieri (Rachel Alfieri), Sloughdrian (Adrian), Sloughiz (Liz), Sloughbes (Forbes), Rachel Sloughell (Rachel Howell), Sloughlian (Julian), Sloughvin (Melvin).
Washed some clothes for tomorrow.
Did fuck all.
Lucy came round and looked pretty.
Monday (Today):
Got up at 8am.
Showered etc.
Off to Brighton for the week.
Realised it's going to be fucking hard because Rachel won't be there this time.
Cried a bit.
Probably sent her a gay text message.
Realised I'm going to actually be 22 on Thursday.
Shat myself.
See you in a week.