I don't like retards
I'm bored of 'some' people. If I, for any reason what-so-ever, do not talk to you AT ALL, in person, online, or by phone...then I don't like you and you should fuck off. Feel free to take this personally. It's not me, it's you.
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I got pretty fucked up on saturday. It was ALL good. Antibiotics + the 2nd strongest pills that herbal heaven have + Jack Daniels = YAY! *head spins*
It was such a cool fucking night. Caught up with Pagey, who ended up giving me several of his drumsticks to play with. Umm...and WW4 kicked ass of course. So did Fuelset I guess. Epitome SUCKED!!!
I ended up with Jono most of the night, Sarahs BF. Such a cute couple *insert lovey quote sounds*, then caught up with Amy. Andrea and Simon kept trying to make me 'come away' from Amy, but I couldn't really do that.
Oh and HA-HA...Kenny has yet ANOTHER chase subject...Andrea. That's fucking hilarious. Not my problem, I have no idea who Kenny is........*blank stare*
{ok, yes I do...but, you all know that already}
So anyway...the bar closed, and I helped Greg take his drum kit apart. Then the roadies left, then sarah and jono left, and Paul, Lisa, Kenny, Kelly, Nicole and I ended up in the backroom for a while, talking, smoking, and listening to 'stories'. Then I got a ride home from Kenny again, and he asked if I was 'ok' on the way home. I must've looked fucked or something. hah.
Or maybe it was because I told him to drive straight ahead at a roundabout...which would have meant driving straight into trees.
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So I got home, and didn't end up sleeping till about 10am. I had gotten home at 5:30am. When i 'woke up' I looked in the mirror and I had these huge fucken black eyes. So trippy. And I couldn't be fucked driving anywhere, so I ended up staying another night at my sisters place.
Then monday came, and since I didn't have to work, I went shopping again. The day went so fucking slowly. I ended up texting Paul, and he was bored too, so I ended up at his place for a drink. We talked about so much random shit. And yeah...that's pretty much it.
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I'm sure you wear lipstick, boy....
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I got pretty fucked up on saturday. It was ALL good. Antibiotics + the 2nd strongest pills that herbal heaven have + Jack Daniels = YAY! *head spins*
It was such a cool fucking night. Caught up with Pagey, who ended up giving me several of his drumsticks to play with. Umm...and WW4 kicked ass of course. So did Fuelset I guess. Epitome SUCKED!!!
I ended up with Jono most of the night, Sarahs BF. Such a cute couple *insert lovey quote sounds*, then caught up with Amy. Andrea and Simon kept trying to make me 'come away' from Amy, but I couldn't really do that.
Oh and HA-HA...Kenny has yet ANOTHER chase subject...Andrea. That's fucking hilarious. Not my problem, I have no idea who Kenny is........*blank stare*
{ok, yes I do...but, you all know that already}
So anyway...the bar closed, and I helped Greg take his drum kit apart. Then the roadies left, then sarah and jono left, and Paul, Lisa, Kenny, Kelly, Nicole and I ended up in the backroom for a while, talking, smoking, and listening to 'stories'. Then I got a ride home from Kenny again, and he asked if I was 'ok' on the way home. I must've looked fucked or something. hah.
Or maybe it was because I told him to drive straight ahead at a roundabout...which would have meant driving straight into trees.
.......................
So I got home, and didn't end up sleeping till about 10am. I had gotten home at 5:30am. When i 'woke up' I looked in the mirror and I had these huge fucken black eyes. So trippy. And I couldn't be fucked driving anywhere, so I ended up staying another night at my sisters place.
Then monday came, and since I didn't have to work, I went shopping again. The day went so fucking slowly. I ended up texting Paul, and he was bored too, so I ended up at his place for a drink. We talked about so much random shit. And yeah...that's pretty much it.
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I'm sure you wear lipstick, boy....