Hey, ya make boatsh? big boatsh? shmall boatsh? wooden boatsh? war boatsh?
Fuck sake, Livejournal'd out my flapjacks.
This week has been awesome so far, I need to do something tomorrow to keep things going, as this is my last full on lazy cunt week before uni.
Monday, got up mega early, went to the dentist all confident as usual...but oh no, after 20 years of having NOTHING done to my teeth (besides one tooth removal when I was a bairn), he told me I had to get 2 fillings. Fuckin' ragin' man, told my mum I wasn't getting them because I was just being a pure stubborn cunt, it doesn't seem like a big deal, but it is to me, i've always pure took pride in my teeth, I feel they make my face bareable. So i've got a wee appointment for next Friday, wether or not I can make it is a different story. Came home and moped about reading about fillings and cavities haha, i'm such a loser. Went out and about with Tollan, went to the Matalan clearance store in Renfrew haha, got a new lumby shirt for a fiver, and some 'name' socks for 70p, I got Roy, Terry and Joe hahaha pure beasts. Went over to the pet shop for a swatch, seen some dead fish in a tank, pure shite hole man. Slammed over to Braehead for a wee look for a phone for tollan-d and we bought matching hoodies (really I just PURE liked the one he was buying so decided to fag it out). Got some reduced gear out of M&S. Got a wee early night in bed.
Yesterday, jooked about with Ross getting some lunch n shit. Played some Skate. Slammed over to Ross's for some pre-pre-rev drinkies, banter was lovely. Went up to Gill's where the banter was even more lovely, good crowd there ye know? Walked to Rev for a wee change. Rev was pretty slammin' actually, some good banter goin' around. I was pretty smashed. Played Neil at pool (who appeared to be terrible), and somehow got beaten, pure ragin' man. He bought me a drink but so all is fair. The rest of Rev is a wee bit blurry. Fuckin' Maggies was shut, had to get a pure jake dick chippy, half of which I dropped. Went back to Gill's to meet Corinne while all the fools fell around and generally just wasted time. Banter was pretty good post-rev, Ross and Kirsty had a pure big River City argument, was pretty amusing to be completely Grant (who the fuck's Frank?). Fuckin' hell man, pure in depth these days. Morning banter was exceptional and I would have stuck around longer drinking coffee and watching Ryan throw Pijin's underwear out the window if it weren't for somebody mentioning that we should go swimming...this just excited me way too much, so we left abruptly. Grabbed some towels and shorts from home, went for some Subway and went to the Waterfront for a wee splash. PURE enjoyed it man, felt like a wean again, pure doing wrestling moves in the water and going on the fluuumes, we were in for hours. hahaha there was this big chamber machine thing that dries ye for a quid, so we slammed a quid in and me chris and legend stood in it expecting it to pure blow us to fuck, but it was puuure shit, it was just a few heat lamps then like 10 seconds of a 30mph warm air flow tickling our buns, pure shite. Now i'm home, and I have water in my ear, ye know that way when ye pure hear it when ye move yer head certain ways..
No plans for tomorrow. Catty Friday for round II of Corinne's birthday, should be a bacardi beezer. I'm going to watch some new 24, pure excited.
This week has been awesome so far, I need to do something tomorrow to keep things going, as this is my last full on lazy cunt week before uni.
Monday, got up mega early, went to the dentist all confident as usual...but oh no, after 20 years of having NOTHING done to my teeth (besides one tooth removal when I was a bairn), he told me I had to get 2 fillings. Fuckin' ragin' man, told my mum I wasn't getting them because I was just being a pure stubborn cunt, it doesn't seem like a big deal, but it is to me, i've always pure took pride in my teeth, I feel they make my face bareable. So i've got a wee appointment for next Friday, wether or not I can make it is a different story. Came home and moped about reading about fillings and cavities haha, i'm such a loser. Went out and about with Tollan, went to the Matalan clearance store in Renfrew haha, got a new lumby shirt for a fiver, and some 'name' socks for 70p, I got Roy, Terry and Joe hahaha pure beasts. Went over to the pet shop for a swatch, seen some dead fish in a tank, pure shite hole man. Slammed over to Braehead for a wee look for a phone for tollan-d and we bought matching hoodies (really I just PURE liked the one he was buying so decided to fag it out). Got some reduced gear out of M&S. Got a wee early night in bed.
Yesterday, jooked about with Ross getting some lunch n shit. Played some Skate. Slammed over to Ross's for some pre-pre-rev drinkies, banter was lovely. Went up to Gill's where the banter was even more lovely, good crowd there ye know? Walked to Rev for a wee change. Rev was pretty slammin' actually, some good banter goin' around. I was pretty smashed. Played Neil at pool (who appeared to be terrible), and somehow got beaten, pure ragin' man. He bought me a drink but so all is fair. The rest of Rev is a wee bit blurry. Fuckin' Maggies was shut, had to get a pure jake dick chippy, half of which I dropped. Went back to Gill's to meet Corinne while all the fools fell around and generally just wasted time. Banter was pretty good post-rev, Ross and Kirsty had a pure big River City argument, was pretty amusing to be completely Grant (who the fuck's Frank?). Fuckin' hell man, pure in depth these days. Morning banter was exceptional and I would have stuck around longer drinking coffee and watching Ryan throw Pijin's underwear out the window if it weren't for somebody mentioning that we should go swimming...this just excited me way too much, so we left abruptly. Grabbed some towels and shorts from home, went for some Subway and went to the Waterfront for a wee splash. PURE enjoyed it man, felt like a wean again, pure doing wrestling moves in the water and going on the fluuumes, we were in for hours. hahaha there was this big chamber machine thing that dries ye for a quid, so we slammed a quid in and me chris and legend stood in it expecting it to pure blow us to fuck, but it was puuure shit, it was just a few heat lamps then like 10 seconds of a 30mph warm air flow tickling our buns, pure shite. Now i'm home, and I have water in my ear, ye know that way when ye pure hear it when ye move yer head certain ways..
No plans for tomorrow. Catty Friday for round II of Corinne's birthday, should be a bacardi beezer. I'm going to watch some new 24, pure excited.