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mother of god.
so my mother is currently in hospital, for a reason unbeknown to me, or the rest of my family or indeed the doctors for that matter. shes in a ward with four mad old hags who try to escape and get into the wrong beds, its amusing.
well im going to a party tonight at hayleys house. hmm hmm. james is popping up to mine at 8. then we are toodling off. and it will be full of 17 year old schoolboys and a large gathering of spieds, it will b a tragic event and as such i plan on sitting in a corner for the large part of the nite and complain about things.
the main thing i will be complaining about is nick. what a twat. phoned him today at 2.
me: "where are u"
him: "on my bed reading"
me: "its 2 oclock why havent u phoned me yet why arent u on ure way round"
him: "i was about to"
me "well im going to a party at 8"
him: "oh well theres no point in me coming round then"
me: "8 oclock is 6 hours away and i havent seen u for 3 days"
him: "well im not even allowed to go to belfast today cos of parades"
blah balah fucking blah.
then i hung up.
then i think we split up but im not actually sure.
so who the hell knows whats happening. i dont even have my rolling stones zippo to console me as hugh has it and is covorting around the uk with it in his bloody pocket. i phoned hugh last nite to see where the hell he was and what he was doing. hes been gone for 2 weeks now, last week he was in cork then edinburgh, now hes in derry/donegal. i enquired about his dissappearance and if there was any real reason for it or was he just avoiding work. "no no" he said "i have to see people in donegal" and i was like so why the feck did u go to cork edinburgh and derry as well?! i got a mumbled response. hes blatently avoiding any form of work, but hes adament that he hasnt left his job.
i must go now cos i desperatly need the toilet, toodles.
so my mother is currently in hospital, for a reason unbeknown to me, or the rest of my family or indeed the doctors for that matter. shes in a ward with four mad old hags who try to escape and get into the wrong beds, its amusing.
well im going to a party tonight at hayleys house. hmm hmm. james is popping up to mine at 8. then we are toodling off. and it will be full of 17 year old schoolboys and a large gathering of spieds, it will b a tragic event and as such i plan on sitting in a corner for the large part of the nite and complain about things.
the main thing i will be complaining about is nick. what a twat. phoned him today at 2.
me: "where are u"
him: "on my bed reading"
me: "its 2 oclock why havent u phoned me yet why arent u on ure way round"
him: "i was about to"
me "well im going to a party at 8"
him: "oh well theres no point in me coming round then"
me: "8 oclock is 6 hours away and i havent seen u for 3 days"
him: "well im not even allowed to go to belfast today cos of parades"
blah balah fucking blah.
then i hung up.
then i think we split up but im not actually sure.
so who the hell knows whats happening. i dont even have my rolling stones zippo to console me as hugh has it and is covorting around the uk with it in his bloody pocket. i phoned hugh last nite to see where the hell he was and what he was doing. hes been gone for 2 weeks now, last week he was in cork then edinburgh, now hes in derry/donegal. i enquired about his dissappearance and if there was any real reason for it or was he just avoiding work. "no no" he said "i have to see people in donegal" and i was like so why the feck did u go to cork edinburgh and derry as well?! i got a mumbled response. hes blatently avoiding any form of work, but hes adament that he hasnt left his job.
i must go now cos i desperatly need the toilet, toodles.