Crashed at my girlfriend's house last night and met her mum this morning. Seems like a nice lady, I just wish I hadn't been feeling like somebody sandpapered my face when I said hello to her. Went to Rock City last night and met my girlfriend's friends - they all seem nice. She'd warned me about her best mate, who's gay, saying he tends to say quite offensive stuff and is incredibly in-your-face camp. I said "I doubt that'll bother me" and turns out he was a very nice chap, not annoying or anything at all. I even got to sneak in a 'mum' joke, but I think that fell a bit flat....My girlfriend: "Me and *best mate* have decided that if we reach 44 and we're not married, we'll marry each other." Me: "Yeah, I have the same thing going on with my mum. Only she's gone and spoiled it by already being married to my dad."
No accounting for taste, eh?
Not been to Rock City for a Saturday night (or any club night for that matter) in AGES and was highly bemused to find one of those chaps in the bloke's loo, handing out soap and hand towels, with a plethora of aftershaves and what not on offer. I mean, really, is there any need for THAT in Rock City? I also bumped into a few of my friends I've not seen or heard from in about a year, which was absolutely brilliant.
Found out this week as well that I can only move stuff into my new flat when I actually move in, which is on the very last day of my tenancy in my current house. I can see the 30th being a mental hurricane of activity and swearing. Hurrah!
oooo yeah if you're bored you could do worse than check out some new music I've wrote.
FUNKY!!!!!!!! And that's ya lot!