Then my head fell apart. And where were you?
The weekend has ended. Oh damn, it was fun. I'm not too monged today, but my head is slight. I'm not even sure that I actually woke up this morning.
Friday: Went down to Glasgow with Jon to see Bottom. It was fucking ace. Then got pissed with Seth and met Cameron Diaz. Or at least that's what that fat coconut will tell you. Then went on a fun drink driving stint whilst not eating pizza.
Saturday: Woke up a bit confused. Went out and started drinking. Met jimsin and chickenkiev and got more pissed. Then went to see Killing Joke. Damn cool!!! Jon was really pissed and attempted to break his phone again. Again he failed. What a phone! Then drank more booze. Then went out and got more pissed. Can't really remember after that.
Sunday: I hate June Sarpong. Didn't have the required energy/conciousness for my hate on Sunday. I wonder why... Came back to Aberdeen, went to the moorings and got met by a heap of people. Quite weird. I was only supposed to be meeting Adam. Everyone else decided to come along. Gits. Fi has a broken foot. Then got pissed at Jimmy's.
Monday: Unf! Work. Didn't do anything there at all. Then went out and got rather pissed. Then went to Steve's and got rather stoned. Then got rather passed out.
Tuesday: Woke up in a mess. Needed fluids. Only fluids within arms reach? Buckfast. Yum! I had a buckfast breakfast! Then went to Jimmy's and consumed soft drinks and smoked joints. Relaxing!
Friday: Went down to Glasgow with Jon to see Bottom. It was fucking ace. Then got pissed with Seth and met Cameron Diaz. Or at least that's what that fat coconut will tell you. Then went on a fun drink driving stint whilst not eating pizza.
Saturday: Woke up a bit confused. Went out and started drinking. Met jimsin and chickenkiev and got more pissed. Then went to see Killing Joke. Damn cool!!! Jon was really pissed and attempted to break his phone again. Again he failed. What a phone! Then drank more booze. Then went out and got more pissed. Can't really remember after that.
Sunday: I hate June Sarpong. Didn't have the required energy/conciousness for my hate on Sunday. I wonder why... Came back to Aberdeen, went to the moorings and got met by a heap of people. Quite weird. I was only supposed to be meeting Adam. Everyone else decided to come along. Gits. Fi has a broken foot. Then got pissed at Jimmy's.
Monday: Unf! Work. Didn't do anything there at all. Then went out and got rather pissed. Then went to Steve's and got rather stoned. Then got rather passed out.
Tuesday: Woke up in a mess. Needed fluids. Only fluids within arms reach? Buckfast. Yum! I had a buckfast breakfast! Then went to Jimmy's and consumed soft drinks and smoked joints. Relaxing!