A friend was meant to visit but couldn't make it due to money which I was fine with, I mean I don't have much atm either so I understand although I was ever so slightly disappointed as he is amazing and I really enjoy myself when we are together.
So I decided to go out with my house mates to the uni club night thing (it is just a school disco with booze and a pizza stand) it was themed Cowgirls and native Americans which was fun, although some of the costumes I saw were a bit shocking and wouldn't have looked out of place in a western themed porno called Fuckaroo. We arrived and went to the rock room that has awesome decor, fairly good music (amazing compared to the main room) and the only decent beer worth drinking on campus sold at the bar (Desperados). It was fine we had a boogie and drank but one of my housemates was being a pain and moaning she wanted to go into the main room where crazy in love or whatever it is called by destinys ass shaking child gets played 5 times every week for the drones to dance to. She hates that kind of music as we all do and spends her whole week moaning about how bad it is at this event yet every time we go she gets moody if we aren't in the shitty main room with all the gangsters and chavs so we had to go there to keep her quiet. At this point I had to battle through loads of people for 30mins each time I wanted a drink back to the other room, so I ordered 5 at once downed 3 and took two with me...I don't remember much else about the night but I told my moaning house mate to fuck off because she kept rolling her eyes at all he songs...ooh apart from being kissed on the hand by some dreaded guy after he had given me a lift up to climb over a wall when there was a perfectly good working gate 3m away. Getting up onto the wall was fine...getting down I broke my toy gun and landed oddly, hurt my foot and rolled into the road

which as everyone knows is the sexiest position to be in when a very pretty, tall, athletic dreaded man lands over the wall. Hmmm.
Saturday I was stupidly hung over and my house mates decided to fill the house with over 20 types of smelly cheese and invite people over who brought with them more smelly cheese and sit around eating smelly cheese

it isn't my fave thing in the world at the best of times but it made the house stink and I had a constant battle with the urge to vomit alllllll day. They then decided to blame the icky fumes filling the house on my rabbits, saying they were filthy and disgusting and shouted at me even though I cleaned both the cages out with animal friendly detol on Friday. Eurgh I hate it when you live with all girls...they all get moody around the same time every fucking month.
So Sunday my friend Charlie was meant to come over and save me, take me for cookies and have a few beers...but that fell through after she was offered sex, fair enough sex is nice but I am still miffed about being left in the lurch as I missed out on going on a road trip with other friends to hang with Charlie as we hadn't seen each other in a month.
Eurgh so this weekend was one full of really bad choices on my part, I spent most of it playing WoW with an ex and listening to him moaning about life and if you think this is complaining you really need to speak with him.