Bad Omens

Jul 01, 2005 13:45

Last night i had the crap beaten out of me in town. Along with Graeme Coll and Jon i was jumped. I didn't mind that much. It kinda felt good to recieve a good ass kicking. Makes you grounded. Not in the fall-down-to-the-ground sense of grounded, but in the back-to-reality sense. All i know is that i didn't go down. The police intervened eventually, but not exactly in a good way. They arrested Graeme for smashing a window and let our attackers go scot free. Why wasn't our scot free? coz the police are knobjockeys! FUCK THE PO-PO! I wouldn't have cared that it all happened if graeme hadn't been taken away. It was quite a scene, though. Colly in the back of a police car with a bloodied mouth, yelling angrily.
I feel like i have concussion, but i think that's coz i'm stoned. BONG!

Oh, yeah. The bad omens. On Wednesday night there was this knobhead guy in a black and white stripy jumper. I felt quite anxious all night, especially when he was around. Then last night the main guy who was twatting me in the face was wearing the same jumper. I thought nothing of it. Until later on when i was walking back to jon's with him, i saw the same jumper again. FLYING AT ME LIKE A BAT! I have decided that anytime i see that jumper i must err on the side of caution.

Catch ya later
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