aspects of this tale are slightly embelished.

Jul 08, 2006 09:09

I Stayed at ginger's last night. When i woke up i realised one side of me was damp, i don't know quite why.
I went out walking is some strange sort of daze with a cup in one hand full of paracetamol water. I looked like Bill Baily, on ritilin. With a C-cup.
"You're up bright and early!"
"Well observed."
"Where you headed?"
I sort of squinted at him. I wondered for a moment if he was really there.
"I'm looking for some place nice. To throw-up."
There was a pregnant lady near by who was watching me with disdain. I had dark circles that could choke a small mule.
"Stop it." I said. She sort of looked around. "I know what your thinking, but kids can turn out alot worse than me. I may be hallucinating but at least i'm still a virgin."
And it was true, i was hallucinating (always good for a laugh) because i could hear Gus and i knew she wasn't there. And i thought the noise of a dove was a bloke.


I was just being a right wanker.
I'm a disgusting annatractive person. I'm dirty and totally unabashed. I'm polite but i don't really care. I'm a smelly pirate hooker, drunken tripping escapist mammal. I'm not selfish but i'm TOTALLY self obssesed.
I feel great today. I really feel like i can inflict myself on people because i know i'm not really a wanker, i'm just putting it on for japes. What i'd really like is to sleep.
I may just do that.
See you later, Ginger.
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