Well ive had a fairly good evening all in all,
The first day since hector left for australia and the house is a right tip. Doesnt bother me as i didnt want us pissing about with cleaning the last few hours we were together, so its due now.
Once i'd finally awoken, it wasnt long before i was sat in the front row of a school production of scrooge, the leading role being that of my cousin luke. A happy hour or so passed with me being impressed by his performance and feeling typical unease at questions asked by past teachers about my current working situation. The kind of questions i find hard to answer, having being awake bearly an hour before. Yet it was entertaining and it was good to do something primarily for mother, with a wholesome family tilt.
Once at home i was suprised to find my brother and sister sitting with due-to-be travelling father sipping wine and laughing (oh how good it is to no longer be the adolesant war-zone it was with 4 teenagers).
We all sat around and drunk wine, then beer, then a little gin , watching Die Hard 3 (first time all the way through, enjoyed it!) as slowly the parents peeled off til it was only us children (adults (sic)). I then get a phone call from my beautiful girlfriend, who is sounding unusually well, especially after work. We chat a bit, laugh a bit, she realises i've been drinking, then suddenly anything i say is negative....
But im sure it was my fault as i was drunk. I had the same last night when she found out i was caned, choosing then to say horrible things to me and then say she was joking, as she knew i'd trip out and not know what or why things where happeneing so negatively (sounds like usual).
So now im home and about to attempt to clean up 4 days worth of crusted take-away plates and wash up every piece of cultlery in the house......at 1.48am
Wish me luck
Peace
XX
Later that day....
Only just finished, but hell its clean.. 03:53am
Just had a grinder scrape bong...........heavy shit
.... shiit
now for alot of inappropriate smileys, as i lurch back and forth from the massive alcohol and thc bombardment, jerking and convulsing my torso.
The first day since hector left for australia and the house is a right tip. Doesnt bother me as i didnt want us pissing about with cleaning the last few hours we were together, so its due now.
Once i'd finally awoken, it wasnt long before i was sat in the front row of a school production of scrooge, the leading role being that of my cousin luke. A happy hour or so passed with me being impressed by his performance and feeling typical unease at questions asked by past teachers about my current working situation. The kind of questions i find hard to answer, having being awake bearly an hour before. Yet it was entertaining and it was good to do something primarily for mother, with a wholesome family tilt.
Once at home i was suprised to find my brother and sister sitting with due-to-be travelling father sipping wine and laughing (oh how good it is to no longer be the adolesant war-zone it was with 4 teenagers).
We all sat around and drunk wine, then beer, then a little gin , watching Die Hard 3 (first time all the way through, enjoyed it!) as slowly the parents peeled off til it was only us children (adults (sic)). I then get a phone call from my beautiful girlfriend, who is sounding unusually well, especially after work. We chat a bit, laugh a bit, she realises i've been drinking, then suddenly anything i say is negative....
But im sure it was my fault as i was drunk. I had the same last night when she found out i was caned, choosing then to say horrible things to me and then say she was joking, as she knew i'd trip out and not know what or why things where happeneing so negatively (sounds like usual).
So now im home and about to attempt to clean up 4 days worth of crusted take-away plates and wash up every piece of cultlery in the house......at 1.48am
Wish me luck
Peace
XX
Later that day....
Only just finished, but hell its clean.. 03:53am
Just had a grinder scrape bong...........heavy shit
.... shiit
now for alot of inappropriate smileys, as i lurch back and forth from the massive alcohol and thc bombardment, jerking and convulsing my torso.