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Felt I should record the last day of the decade in some form or another so here it is.
Nothing to report since, well, last Friday really. Went to see Thistle v Queen of the South on Saturday then went round to Sue's to exchange presents. She bought me the new Zelda game for the DS which delighted me. Stayed that night but she was working at 11am so her old man gave me a lift to the train station and I just hamed it. I'm well pleased this Christmas has been pure snowy, it's been a welcome change. Went up to Rory and Alan's lovenest that night for a few beers which was ok. Alan was ill as fuck and looked as if he'd contracted the black death which wasn't so braw. Had the usual filthy conversation with Parky and it was nice. Went back over to Sue's on Tuesday and we went to the Stables for a munch then went to some place out past the Glengoyne Distillery the next day for more munching.
Tonight I think Sue's coming round and then fucknows what we'll do, head to the Rock maybe. I don't really know why I'm finding it weird talking about the end of the decade, but I suppose it's been the decade of doing new shit and being a teenager, discovering booze and all the other teenagery things that go along with the territory so I'm almost half wondering if it's all downhill from here on. That's probably a bit extreme, and I'll make sure that definately isn't the case. I'm happy I kept this journal for the majority of the last 10 years, even though I've managed to write an absolute shitload of nonsense in that time, but it's always good for when I'm a withered old man with a grey beard who might look a bit like David Attenborough. I hope I look like David Attenborough when I'm an old man, and maybe I'll develop his excellent soothing voice as well. Got plenty to look forward to, me and Sue are going to London at the end of next month which should be fun. Anyway I'll wish anyone who actually still reads this a Happy New Year and I hope it's truly DELIGHTFUL.
Nothing to report since, well, last Friday really. Went to see Thistle v Queen of the South on Saturday then went round to Sue's to exchange presents. She bought me the new Zelda game for the DS which delighted me. Stayed that night but she was working at 11am so her old man gave me a lift to the train station and I just hamed it. I'm well pleased this Christmas has been pure snowy, it's been a welcome change. Went up to Rory and Alan's lovenest that night for a few beers which was ok. Alan was ill as fuck and looked as if he'd contracted the black death which wasn't so braw. Had the usual filthy conversation with Parky and it was nice. Went back over to Sue's on Tuesday and we went to the Stables for a munch then went to some place out past the Glengoyne Distillery the next day for more munching.
Tonight I think Sue's coming round and then fucknows what we'll do, head to the Rock maybe. I don't really know why I'm finding it weird talking about the end of the decade, but I suppose it's been the decade of doing new shit and being a teenager, discovering booze and all the other teenagery things that go along with the territory so I'm almost half wondering if it's all downhill from here on. That's probably a bit extreme, and I'll make sure that definately isn't the case. I'm happy I kept this journal for the majority of the last 10 years, even though I've managed to write an absolute shitload of nonsense in that time, but it's always good for when I'm a withered old man with a grey beard who might look a bit like David Attenborough. I hope I look like David Attenborough when I'm an old man, and maybe I'll develop his excellent soothing voice as well. Got plenty to look forward to, me and Sue are going to London at the end of next month which should be fun. Anyway I'll wish anyone who actually still reads this a Happy New Year and I hope it's truly DELIGHTFUL.