Apr 01, 2006 20:54
I went to the Wonderland party thing last night with Boyan and it was fuckin shit. I don't know why I go to these things. It's totally the wrong crowd for me. Some funny shit happened though. Some feral guy was offering headjobs in the toilets. He showed me his ecstacy cock. It looked like a lump of foreskin and I almost threw up. Some crazy queen in a pink cropped top and teased blond hair was yelling at me and Boyan, "where's my $5?" for a dumb pill that we apparently underpaid which we wouldn't need to get if dumass Boyan didn't give my half away to his friend, who I hated and ironically fucked later when we went to his place. It's weird how you can be totally disgusted by someone and then in less than 24 hours wake up and find the guy rubbing your cock and you go hey, why not, I'm horny. I gave dirty messages to Charlie, that emo lebo guy that never called me back, and he calls me back but it ends up being a girl who has no idea who Charlie is. The fuckwit gave me some fake number. I'm considering going to Alias next Thursday just to spit at him and make his masscara run.
I got some good news from Paul the other day. He's not happy with his new guy and is already thinking of breaking it off with him. I was delighted and I know thats evil but fuck it I'm too human to be that caring. That night I went to Q&A with Kris and his friend Andy and drank too much, in turn spending too much money. Yeah the no drinking and drugs thing is working out great obviously but just like smoking I will have to fail several times before finally achieving my goal. At least I was relatively good for over 4 weeks. I'm gonna live with Kris and his housemate Mandy actually. We're gonna look for a place together. I had a huge fight with Kirrily last week which started about me wasting water, then I moved it to her being a dirty pig who just leaves a mess everywhere and then it got personal. I told her people always bitch about how annoying she is and that there is a reason her so-called friends stop talking to her for long periods of time. Then she told me I only like arseholes because I am one too. I told her that she is only settling with Frank because there is no-one else and that was before I declared that I fuckin hated living with her and that I will just move out. We're being civil now and she's trying to get things changing at this shithole, but I'm still gonna leave. Meanwhile she just broke up with Frank because she can't support his death metal band that sings about condoning rape and murder. It's the third time they broke up.
I'm so bored and numbed by customer service that I'm now finally after only three years out of uni looking for a job somewhere in publishing, even if it's working on a free crappy newspaper/magazine voluntarily. By the way, who wants to come and live in London with me later this year? I really need a travelling partner.