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Saturday
Was going to give blood, blood-giving place CLOSED on Saturdays. Humph. So -
Trudged around getting progressively more maudlin and soggy, and it was getting to the stage where the only sensible thing to do was to suction myself to a computer screen for £1 an hour and tell you all about it. And you would have felt compelled to order me some french cries to go with my waaahburger, because you are all bastards* -
And I would have had to chop you into tiny, tiny pieces and stamp on them, so you see how things tend to work out nicely?
- but I went to the museum instead, and saw stuffed monkeys, which may have been depressing had I been paying attention (I'm sure that the monkeys died of natural causes, after a long and happy life, and were quite happy to donate their bodies to science. They were Scientific monkeys, I'm sure), but in the end the weekend was saved, and was rounded off with a) olives, b) obligatory Hoegaarden, c) film at the Cornerhouse (A Mighty Wind - don't bother, watch Spinal Tap again instead. Forced, unfunny transexual joke towards the end made me want to kick people in the head, but what doesn't these days), d) pizza and e) bed. If it ain't broke, hey.
Oh yeah, and I was woken up by the police at the door, but I'm sure it wasn't anything important.
*You are not really all bastards. Just you. *points*
Was going to give blood, blood-giving place CLOSED on Saturdays. Humph. So -
Trudged around getting progressively more maudlin and soggy, and it was getting to the stage where the only sensible thing to do was to suction myself to a computer screen for £1 an hour and tell you all about it. And you would have felt compelled to order me some french cries to go with my waaahburger, because you are all bastards* -
And I would have had to chop you into tiny, tiny pieces and stamp on them, so you see how things tend to work out nicely?
- but I went to the museum instead, and saw stuffed monkeys, which may have been depressing had I been paying attention (I'm sure that the monkeys died of natural causes, after a long and happy life, and were quite happy to donate their bodies to science. They were Scientific monkeys, I'm sure), but in the end the weekend was saved, and was rounded off with a) olives, b) obligatory Hoegaarden, c) film at the Cornerhouse (A Mighty Wind - don't bother, watch Spinal Tap again instead. Forced, unfunny transexual joke towards the end made me want to kick people in the head, but what doesn't these days), d) pizza and e) bed. If it ain't broke, hey.
Oh yeah, and I was woken up by the police at the door, but I'm sure it wasn't anything important.
*You are not really all bastards. Just you. *points*