Today will be a day of contrasts.
This morning i spent far too long in the only place i ever want to be, despite the fluff.
Then i relished a few extra stolen moments courtesy of the district line.
Then i dozed and day-dreamed (day-dreamt?) of hot sticky tropical nights, hotel rooms with slowly spinning ceiling fans, strong cold drinks and the atmosphere of mardis gras, whilst being slowy boiled alive thanks to National Express.
Now i have the prospect of....jesus god forgive me...my first football match to look forward to
Now this may come as a shock, but apparently whilst drunk i told my flatmate that if there was ever an "important" game on and no-one would go with him, i would! Goddamn my sympathy and soft heart! So in order to get through this, i have much whisky (and little coke bottles to put it in) plentiful cigarettes and i've made the bastard promise to come out with me after and get me wrecked! I'm guessing eyeliner and a cowboy hat is probably not going to go down too well! Oh cock....now it's pissing down!
To happier thoughts, i spent a pleasant if slightly bewildered few hours yesterday exploring the quiet wonders of SoHo and Covent Garden, whilst my darling girl slaved over a hot computer. I'll say this, you'll never go short of porn, strange and wonderful spirits, crap t-shirts or geeky wonderfulness (i lost what felt like days in Forbidden Planet, and came out feeling slightly...different!) When it started to rain i even found an ace little bar with a micro-brewery, good food, some nice rum and best of all no people, to kill a few hours and read a mag.
Later we ate ribs n BBQ it was ace!
Anyway kids, i've got some drinkin to do if i'm gonna get through this evening, so i hope you'll forgive me if doff my hat to you and make a hasty exit!
This morning i spent far too long in the only place i ever want to be, despite the fluff.
Then i relished a few extra stolen moments courtesy of the district line.
Then i dozed and day-dreamed (day-dreamt?) of hot sticky tropical nights, hotel rooms with slowly spinning ceiling fans, strong cold drinks and the atmosphere of mardis gras, whilst being slowy boiled alive thanks to National Express.
Now i have the prospect of....jesus god forgive me...my first football match to look forward to
Now this may come as a shock, but apparently whilst drunk i told my flatmate that if there was ever an "important" game on and no-one would go with him, i would! Goddamn my sympathy and soft heart! So in order to get through this, i have much whisky (and little coke bottles to put it in) plentiful cigarettes and i've made the bastard promise to come out with me after and get me wrecked! I'm guessing eyeliner and a cowboy hat is probably not going to go down too well! Oh cock....now it's pissing down!
To happier thoughts, i spent a pleasant if slightly bewildered few hours yesterday exploring the quiet wonders of SoHo and Covent Garden, whilst my darling girl slaved over a hot computer. I'll say this, you'll never go short of porn, strange and wonderful spirits, crap t-shirts or geeky wonderfulness (i lost what felt like days in Forbidden Planet, and came out feeling slightly...different!) When it started to rain i even found an ace little bar with a micro-brewery, good food, some nice rum and best of all no people, to kill a few hours and read a mag.
Later we ate ribs n BBQ it was ace!
Anyway kids, i've got some drinkin to do if i'm gonna get through this evening, so i hope you'll forgive me if doff my hat to you and make a hasty exit!
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fenstar:
thanks 
elysia:
Football .... oh dear.