Damn my cock!
Bah, its all red and sore. It always happens this time of year, something to do with the changing weather I think. Bloody annoying.
Right, what have I been up to lately?
Hmm, last week I can't remember doing anything interesting at all. What has my life come to? No metal, no rock n Roll. Oh, hang on, I remember it was Bakertrons birthday last week! Went up whiteladies to Henry Africas, HJ beans, Bar humbug and then the Elbow rooms. Expensive night really. Had white russians and something called cream for a sore rash, could it be this drink caused my penile condition? The Lads went on to the Level, but after my previous monday Level experience I thought better of it. Its a fire hazard style dearth trap that place! I had a kebab and my mother picked me up.
On saturday I went for lunch with Alicia and also Jess. Had the White Harts famous steak meal. Actually quite dissapointing, as it was cold. As a true English gent, I decided not to make a fuss and just got on with the eating of it. Left the white Hart and walked Alicia to the Anson rooms. Remarkably, Alicia did not know where the Ansom rooms were. How can that happen? Managed to get in contact with Miami who had just got up after the previous nights tony montana behaviour. Persuaded him that getting drunk was the best cure for how he was feeling. Drank a lot of Blackthorn whilst watching the X factor. Then we had a whole load of Vodka. Bad move. Memory hazy. The next thing I remember was that Miami and myself were in the cooler, dancing. I later discovered that at some point I had been in the hatchet, there is no photographic evidence of this, so it may not be true. The cooler was fun, I think. Mudshakes made my condition worse. Saw Claire with PD. Wierd feelings. Saw Kat, who apologised over a little quarrel we had on VJ. I have thick skin, its all cool. Memory hazy. Woke up on sarah Peskymeddlingkids (I have never seen anybody look so orange!) floor, with a coat on top of my head. It was very hot, so I got up and walked to work, just 5 minutes away. Wondered why the newsagents was only just opening when I got there to buy a paper. Wondered why the newsagent was giving me concerned looks. I assumed it was because I smelled of booze and had bed hair. Got to work, turned on the radio. Bollocks, it was not even 0700 yet. Time change confusion. Ah well, I got my labcoat on and started anyway, it was going to be 4 hours before my colleague (Miami)arrived. Turned out okay though, neurofen backed my hangover into a corner pretty quick. I love whoever makes that. I would marry them all. In the evening I played monopoly with ben and Blackthorn. It was okay, except I keep losing. My tactics suck.
Monday I called in sick. I wasnt really that ill, just suffering from a persistent chest infection that Keeps me awake with all the coughing. Might go to the doctors soon and see if some anti-biotics might help. Might show them my cock as well. In the afternoon I went to the white hart for food with Yvette. No bacon, so I had a plain burger. It was rubbish. The evening involved more blackthorn (not many) and Timesplitters with Ben. Ben also cooked us up a stir fry. It was very nice. Spoke to Miami on MSN. Turns out kim (my boss) thought I was being lazy on sunday. HOW THE FUCK CAN IT BE LAZY TO DO 9 HOURS OVERTIME, STARTING AT 7 IN THE MORNING? HOW THE FUCK CAN I BE LAZY WHEN I DID 4 HOURS MORE WORK THAT DAY THAN MIAMI?. As you may be able to tell, I was/am furious. So I decided I was going to call in sick tuesday as well.
So here I am, bored of being sick, updating my LJ. I am just about to do some tidying up, surprisingly the house is still quite tidy.
Over and out. Goodbye. Au revoir.
Right, what have I been up to lately?
Hmm, last week I can't remember doing anything interesting at all. What has my life come to? No metal, no rock n Roll. Oh, hang on, I remember it was Bakertrons birthday last week! Went up whiteladies to Henry Africas, HJ beans, Bar humbug and then the Elbow rooms. Expensive night really. Had white russians and something called cream for a sore rash, could it be this drink caused my penile condition? The Lads went on to the Level, but after my previous monday Level experience I thought better of it. Its a fire hazard style dearth trap that place! I had a kebab and my mother picked me up.
On saturday I went for lunch with Alicia and also Jess. Had the White Harts famous steak meal. Actually quite dissapointing, as it was cold. As a true English gent, I decided not to make a fuss and just got on with the eating of it. Left the white Hart and walked Alicia to the Anson rooms. Remarkably, Alicia did not know where the Ansom rooms were. How can that happen? Managed to get in contact with Miami who had just got up after the previous nights tony montana behaviour. Persuaded him that getting drunk was the best cure for how he was feeling. Drank a lot of Blackthorn whilst watching the X factor. Then we had a whole load of Vodka. Bad move. Memory hazy. The next thing I remember was that Miami and myself were in the cooler, dancing. I later discovered that at some point I had been in the hatchet, there is no photographic evidence of this, so it may not be true. The cooler was fun, I think. Mudshakes made my condition worse. Saw Claire with PD. Wierd feelings. Saw Kat, who apologised over a little quarrel we had on VJ. I have thick skin, its all cool. Memory hazy. Woke up on sarah Peskymeddlingkids (I have never seen anybody look so orange!) floor, with a coat on top of my head. It was very hot, so I got up and walked to work, just 5 minutes away. Wondered why the newsagents was only just opening when I got there to buy a paper. Wondered why the newsagent was giving me concerned looks. I assumed it was because I smelled of booze and had bed hair. Got to work, turned on the radio. Bollocks, it was not even 0700 yet. Time change confusion. Ah well, I got my labcoat on and started anyway, it was going to be 4 hours before my colleague (Miami)arrived. Turned out okay though, neurofen backed my hangover into a corner pretty quick. I love whoever makes that. I would marry them all. In the evening I played monopoly with ben and Blackthorn. It was okay, except I keep losing. My tactics suck.
Monday I called in sick. I wasnt really that ill, just suffering from a persistent chest infection that Keeps me awake with all the coughing. Might go to the doctors soon and see if some anti-biotics might help. Might show them my cock as well. In the afternoon I went to the white hart for food with Yvette. No bacon, so I had a plain burger. It was rubbish. The evening involved more blackthorn (not many) and Timesplitters with Ben. Ben also cooked us up a stir fry. It was very nice. Spoke to Miami on MSN. Turns out kim (my boss) thought I was being lazy on sunday. HOW THE FUCK CAN IT BE LAZY TO DO 9 HOURS OVERTIME, STARTING AT 7 IN THE MORNING? HOW THE FUCK CAN I BE LAZY WHEN I DID 4 HOURS MORE WORK THAT DAY THAN MIAMI?. As you may be able to tell, I was/am furious. So I decided I was going to call in sick tuesday as well.
So here I am, bored of being sick, updating my LJ. I am just about to do some tidying up, surprisingly the house is still quite tidy.
Over and out. Goodbye. Au revoir.