Reading
I've finally had the time to begin reading Lanark. I've always meant to, cos I've met Alasdair Gray (I used to deliver the Morning Star to him!) and his own illustrations for his books are pretty damn cool. So - yeah, I'm halfway through, what a fantastic book. What an imagination that guy has. Mucho recommended.
So... today was town, put money in the bank, went for a late lunch at Europa with Ruth. We've been lunching around very often, perhaps we should calm down before we spend all our cash. Crystal Palace for a meal and cocktails last week for my Gran's birthday - I'm probably the only person who can go out drinking with their mother and grandmother, *bellowing laugh* I totally have the best family ever.
Marj's party: well, there is no point whatsoever in recounting it in all it's gory details because you all were there (duh) but t'was good, wasn't it ladies?
Hahahaha, apparently someone who works at Tesco with KC was there and saw his voddy-fuelled tomfoolery - he's now the infamous legend in Tesco that he is in Lads™ folklore! Ha! Lads™ & Tesco Alliance 1, Casey 0.
Oh ho ho, yes, memories: me and Spacegear (Shakespeare for all you "out the loop" people) went Munting... (Munter-hunting for all you "out the game" people) with a water pistol filled with beer. But it got nasty later on when Mamba sprayed Ruth with t'pistol... see none of you know how dangerous and impulsive she can be... just cos she's all cute and cuddly on the outside... ha, I jest, she was merely intoxicated with that vile Reef or Red Square or whatever sugar-addled nonsense you ladies are fond of. She is a lovely girrilie. Has been good company in my pre-work hours of late :-)
I don't think Marjorie pulled Cardwell. If she did, I'm very surprised.
Oh, folks, do yourselves a big favour this summer and go to Bard In The Botanics, their adaptation of Midsummer Night's Dream is spicktacular. A word to the wise, the stupid plastic stools you have to pay for are crap and uncomfortable, bring a picnic blanket and grab a spot at the front. And a wee bottle of wine. I'd recommend a dry New Zealand sauvignon blanc. The 2002 is good. But the play: a delight. Acting was picture perfect, especially the chubby wee Irish lady who plays Bottom. Oh, she cracked us all up. Ha!
Well, Dela's off tae Ireland with some o' his Bumdee palz. Last night was K'grove, I turned up after work and there was a small gathering including these 'dee folk. AND JOE hauuuuuuuuuuugggggggghhhhhhhh! Then, me and Steevee and James and Speardo went down the Lookout Point to make fire. Which we did. For the record, we weren't even drunk. Or stoned. Or on anything, so it's curtains to that theory "The Ladz only have fun when they're on alkiehol or substances". Rectal penetration indeed.
Right then Freddocitizens. I shall now leave you high and dry. In the words of Alice's mother *snickers a little*... "If you can't be good, be careful"
So... today was town, put money in the bank, went for a late lunch at Europa with Ruth. We've been lunching around very often, perhaps we should calm down before we spend all our cash. Crystal Palace for a meal and cocktails last week for my Gran's birthday - I'm probably the only person who can go out drinking with their mother and grandmother, *bellowing laugh* I totally have the best family ever.
Marj's party: well, there is no point whatsoever in recounting it in all it's gory details because you all were there (duh) but t'was good, wasn't it ladies?
Hahahaha, apparently someone who works at Tesco with KC was there and saw his voddy-fuelled tomfoolery - he's now the infamous legend in Tesco that he is in Lads™ folklore! Ha! Lads™ & Tesco Alliance 1, Casey 0.
Oh ho ho, yes, memories: me and Spacegear (Shakespeare for all you "out the loop" people) went Munting... (Munter-hunting for all you "out the game" people) with a water pistol filled with beer. But it got nasty later on when Mamba sprayed Ruth with t'pistol... see none of you know how dangerous and impulsive she can be... just cos she's all cute and cuddly on the outside... ha, I jest, she was merely intoxicated with that vile Reef or Red Square or whatever sugar-addled nonsense you ladies are fond of. She is a lovely girrilie. Has been good company in my pre-work hours of late :-)
I don't think Marjorie pulled Cardwell. If she did, I'm very surprised.
Oh, folks, do yourselves a big favour this summer and go to Bard In The Botanics, their adaptation of Midsummer Night's Dream is spicktacular. A word to the wise, the stupid plastic stools you have to pay for are crap and uncomfortable, bring a picnic blanket and grab a spot at the front. And a wee bottle of wine. I'd recommend a dry New Zealand sauvignon blanc. The 2002 is good. But the play: a delight. Acting was picture perfect, especially the chubby wee Irish lady who plays Bottom. Oh, she cracked us all up. Ha!
Well, Dela's off tae Ireland with some o' his Bumdee palz. Last night was K'grove, I turned up after work and there was a small gathering including these 'dee folk. AND JOE hauuuuuuuuuuugggggggghhhhhhhh! Then, me and Steevee and James and Speardo went down the Lookout Point to make fire. Which we did. For the record, we weren't even drunk. Or stoned. Or on anything, so it's curtains to that theory "The Ladz only have fun when they're on alkiehol or substances". Rectal penetration indeed.
Right then Freddocitizens. I shall now leave you high and dry. In the words of Alice's mother *snickers a little*... "If you can't be good, be careful"