I had quite a good weekend, worked on saturday, went out to slimelight, managed not to make a pig out of myself concerning substance abuse, but did manage to lose my phone. With all my numbers on it. Bloody disaster because i did not keep a separate record of them. What fun to speak to the lovely morons at t mobile's customer service department at 7 in the morning whilst still buzzing off your tits. Slept for a couple of hours and woke up feeling like a small furry animal died and decomposed in my mouth. Very charming indeed.
Went to see my mates in camden later on and it turned into a night of debauchery. Managed to fall asleep on the train home and got woken up by a good hearted samarithan at my stop. God knows where i would of ended up if not. Probably Redhill or somewhre godforsaken.
Could not get up this morning for work and kept on snoozing my alarm. Lovely day at work which involved me walking around completely zombified wishing that i was rather dead than at work.
Went to see my mates in camden later on and it turned into a night of debauchery. Managed to fall asleep on the train home and got woken up by a good hearted samarithan at my stop. God knows where i would of ended up if not. Probably Redhill or somewhre godforsaken.

I'm always zombified on Mondays. That whats Mondays are for