Bagel, Bagel, Bagel, Bagel.
Internet's back! Hurray! Now I can download shit tv programmes and read crap when I should be doing something more productive.
Went to see Mummy Says I'm Special (my ex flatmate and current flatmates band) tonight at a nice little venue in Kilburn. Hardly anyone was there but it was nice to see them.
The hardcore band that headlined covered Minor Threat's 'I don't wanna hear it' and me and Jack started a two person circle pit that involved me chasing will like a chicken around the room. It was probably the most embarassing moment of my life.
On the train home, there was one of those hideous blokes who likes to point out obvious things about unsuspecting passengers and generally be loud and offensive. Our conversation went something like...
Me to Jack: I bet he's unhappy. These guys are always unhappy and hate their jobs. I'll give you a pound if you ask him if he's happy...
Obnoxious guy: Hey big guy! How tall are you?
Jack: 5 ft 7. How happy are you, son?
Obnoxious guy: Er...you're not 5ft 7. You're massive. HUGE! You're the biggest guy I've ever seen.
Jack: Yeah mate. What do you do for a living?
Obnoxious guy: I'm an estate agent. And yes. I'm unhappy.
Awkward silence.
Will: You look like Michael Fucking Barrymore!
We left with the parting shot:
Me: Eh mate, you end up floating on your arse in a swimming pool, don't come running to us, you hear?
I hate guys like that. They can intimidate couples or girls on their own just because they're so miserable and want the attention of the whole carriage.
I'm so drunk and my ears really fucking hurt.
Me and Jack are going to write a song about the HBO drama Oz called "Raping and Drug Taking". It's a work in progress.
CreamyGoodness came round for a playrape, I mean date. We played lots of Guitar Hero 2, Soul Blade (or Calibur, what's it called?) and Tekken. I really like Tekken.
I hope I never end up like the obnoxious bloke on the train. Miserable, hating my life and my job, full of regret and Red Stripe. How very very bleak.
Internet's back! Hurray! Now I can download shit tv programmes and read crap when I should be doing something more productive.
Went to see Mummy Says I'm Special (my ex flatmate and current flatmates band) tonight at a nice little venue in Kilburn. Hardly anyone was there but it was nice to see them.
The hardcore band that headlined covered Minor Threat's 'I don't wanna hear it' and me and Jack started a two person circle pit that involved me chasing will like a chicken around the room. It was probably the most embarassing moment of my life.
On the train home, there was one of those hideous blokes who likes to point out obvious things about unsuspecting passengers and generally be loud and offensive. Our conversation went something like...
Me to Jack: I bet he's unhappy. These guys are always unhappy and hate their jobs. I'll give you a pound if you ask him if he's happy...
Obnoxious guy: Hey big guy! How tall are you?
Jack: 5 ft 7. How happy are you, son?
Obnoxious guy: Er...you're not 5ft 7. You're massive. HUGE! You're the biggest guy I've ever seen.
Jack: Yeah mate. What do you do for a living?
Obnoxious guy: I'm an estate agent. And yes. I'm unhappy.
Awkward silence.
Will: You look like Michael Fucking Barrymore!
We left with the parting shot:
Me: Eh mate, you end up floating on your arse in a swimming pool, don't come running to us, you hear?
I hate guys like that. They can intimidate couples or girls on their own just because they're so miserable and want the attention of the whole carriage.
I'm so drunk and my ears really fucking hurt.
Me and Jack are going to write a song about the HBO drama Oz called "Raping and Drug Taking". It's a work in progress.
CreamyGoodness came round for a playrape, I mean date. We played lots of Guitar Hero 2, Soul Blade (or Calibur, what's it called?) and Tekken. I really like Tekken.
I hope I never end up like the obnoxious bloke on the train. Miserable, hating my life and my job, full of regret and Red Stripe. How very very bleak.
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ball-sachs. anyhoo, want to get a few folks out for a mini-SG-meet for ayr? there's a few of us about that area.
What brought you down to the seaside anyway?