Juggling as an amputee
Re-cap of my time since getting back to the 'Ham on wednesday eve.
Wednesday 2100hrs - finally make it home. Eat. Go online. Sleep [age again!]
Thurs 1125hrs - awaken in a bed not just on a matress. Luxury. Take in old room. Faff. shower go meet Laura Daisy Bon steve tub jake ala Duke. Dissaointed by fucking wipe clean floors! argh, the Duke should be carpeted with the memory of a floor covering alone!
go from pub to home, home to station, train to brighton to meet Gaz at 2115hrs. Its wet. Hair dislikes rain, Gaz dislikes smoking ban, station warden dislikes Gaz for smoking.
Wander into St James's street. game of pool in one bar, then n to charles st. £1 entry and then, like, two vodka lemonades and two coronas for a £5!!! Totnes alcohol must be full of gold, or oil, or someones wealthy grandmother. Fucks.
2300hrs we go upstairs to the club [we almost only make it to the disabled toilets after some drunken confusion over the directions!]
Night goes from one level to another, shamefully danced on a podium. me and Gaz decide the time is now ripe to goto Leannes new flat, am VERY twozzledby this point so the journey is a little hazy.
over he next few hours I know i hit my head pretty hard and fell over whilst sitting down/leaning back. Clever child.
Friday was spent in severe recovery with me almost having a breakdown at the prospect of walking to the station and getting a train home. Got home and went to bed.
Today all day i have spent watching series 4 of the l word and general internet pottering. Have also been worried about my head \o/
Tomorrow is Sunday. ARGH
Wednesday 2100hrs - finally make it home. Eat. Go online. Sleep [age again!]
Thurs 1125hrs - awaken in a bed not just on a matress. Luxury. Take in old room. Faff. shower go meet Laura Daisy Bon steve tub jake ala Duke. Dissaointed by fucking wipe clean floors! argh, the Duke should be carpeted with the memory of a floor covering alone!
go from pub to home, home to station, train to brighton to meet Gaz at 2115hrs. Its wet. Hair dislikes rain, Gaz dislikes smoking ban, station warden dislikes Gaz for smoking.
Wander into St James's street. game of pool in one bar, then n to charles st. £1 entry and then, like, two vodka lemonades and two coronas for a £5!!! Totnes alcohol must be full of gold, or oil, or someones wealthy grandmother. Fucks.
2300hrs we go upstairs to the club [we almost only make it to the disabled toilets after some drunken confusion over the directions!]
Night goes from one level to another, shamefully danced on a podium. me and Gaz decide the time is now ripe to goto Leannes new flat, am VERY twozzledby this point so the journey is a little hazy.
over he next few hours I know i hit my head pretty hard and fell over whilst sitting down/leaning back. Clever child.
Friday was spent in severe recovery with me almost having a breakdown at the prospect of walking to the station and getting a train home. Got home and went to bed.
Today all day i have spent watching series 4 of the l word and general internet pottering. Have also been worried about my head \o/
Tomorrow is Sunday. ARGH