fever dreams
Hurray for fever dreams, and inappropriate ones at that.
I’ve had a really great weekend. Starting with Friday. On Friday I par took in my first D&D session, which was amusing to say the least… I was playing with Mel, Liam and Robert, the rest of the party thought it unnecessary to be there but meh their loss.
Then on Saturday I went to work, which was boring but got me money… and after work is where the good times started. I went to Suzis house after work and readied myself for a night out. We ended up going to a club called vortex in the city, it’s a goth club so the people and the music are better then most other clubs, I even went dancing… that’s how good it was, I was dancing (to use the term loosely).
The club opened at 10pm and didn’t finish till 4am… after that we went to the Mac Donald’s on Gorge Street, you would not believe how busy that place is at close to 4 in the morning. Waiting for a bus that comes at 4:48 eating Mac Donald’s and talking/twitching is a great ending for a night on the club. We got back to Epping station at about 6, the sun was rising and our heads where still longing for a nice pillow. Eventually it was found, but only yielded 2 hours of sleep… curse blinds that are gaintly ineffective.
Sunday involved a long hot shower, which was brilliant and going out again to a friends place to play the afternoon away with video games… as the morning was mainly spent in bed… delicious bed.
Monday involved me being a zombie and going to all my lectures in a sort of “he’s talking but I can’t focus on what he is saying” and taking suzi to get x-rays on her damaged hand… hands look really cool when all you can see is the bones.
On Monday night I came home to find my sister full of disease, which she promptly gave to me… waking up on Tuesday morning feeling like death is just no fun at all. Curse her and her inability to control her biological attacks. So what did I do? Swallowed a mass of pills, got nicely doped up, and went off to uni. Which resulted in my almost breaking my laptop and mels new video camera (made me so full of rage) I had to leave my tute early because it was pissing me off so much.
So the weekend was great, hurray for biting and the like. Now I have 2 assessments to do this week and organize my very late birthday party (birthday was on the 6th party is on the 22nd)
Feeling like death doesn’t help anything either.
I’ve had a really great weekend. Starting with Friday. On Friday I par took in my first D&D session, which was amusing to say the least… I was playing with Mel, Liam and Robert, the rest of the party thought it unnecessary to be there but meh their loss.
Then on Saturday I went to work, which was boring but got me money… and after work is where the good times started. I went to Suzis house after work and readied myself for a night out. We ended up going to a club called vortex in the city, it’s a goth club so the people and the music are better then most other clubs, I even went dancing… that’s how good it was, I was dancing (to use the term loosely).
The club opened at 10pm and didn’t finish till 4am… after that we went to the Mac Donald’s on Gorge Street, you would not believe how busy that place is at close to 4 in the morning. Waiting for a bus that comes at 4:48 eating Mac Donald’s and talking/twitching is a great ending for a night on the club. We got back to Epping station at about 6, the sun was rising and our heads where still longing for a nice pillow. Eventually it was found, but only yielded 2 hours of sleep… curse blinds that are gaintly ineffective.
Sunday involved a long hot shower, which was brilliant and going out again to a friends place to play the afternoon away with video games… as the morning was mainly spent in bed… delicious bed.
Monday involved me being a zombie and going to all my lectures in a sort of “he’s talking but I can’t focus on what he is saying” and taking suzi to get x-rays on her damaged hand… hands look really cool when all you can see is the bones.
On Monday night I came home to find my sister full of disease, which she promptly gave to me… waking up on Tuesday morning feeling like death is just no fun at all. Curse her and her inability to control her biological attacks. So what did I do? Swallowed a mass of pills, got nicely doped up, and went off to uni. Which resulted in my almost breaking my laptop and mels new video camera (made me so full of rage) I had to leave my tute early because it was pissing me off so much.
So the weekend was great, hurray for biting and the like. Now I have 2 assessments to do this week and organize my very late birthday party (birthday was on the 6th party is on the 22nd)
Feeling like death doesn’t help anything either.