I'm looking forward to when I have internet and don't have to use cafes. Not least because the guy next to me is looking at a porn site called "Nylon Wives".
Spent today the same as most days the last week or so, wandering aimlessly round Brighton - my house is infested with enormous spiders, and I'd rather be away from them. Especially the giant one that lives in the hole in my bedroom ceiling. He likes to watch me playing GTA, especially the in-game game I invented called "Cruising for Dicks". Step one: get a superfly car, Step two: find a gang of Ballas, Step three: run them over, reverse, run them over, reverse, Step four: get out of car, collect money and guns, repeat from step one.
I did spend an interesting quarter of an hour sitting on the pavement with a homeless guy called Beaver who had some fun tattoos, including a Chinese dragon head with a mistake in the teeth. If you see a guy with a "Fuck Tony Blair" sign, he's nice to talk to but don't give him any money as apparently he and his mates make about 40 a day and spend it on beer and pot.
Spent today the same as most days the last week or so, wandering aimlessly round Brighton - my house is infested with enormous spiders, and I'd rather be away from them. Especially the giant one that lives in the hole in my bedroom ceiling. He likes to watch me playing GTA, especially the in-game game I invented called "Cruising for Dicks". Step one: get a superfly car, Step two: find a gang of Ballas, Step three: run them over, reverse, run them over, reverse, Step four: get out of car, collect money and guns, repeat from step one.
I did spend an interesting quarter of an hour sitting on the pavement with a homeless guy called Beaver who had some fun tattoos, including a Chinese dragon head with a mistake in the teeth. If you see a guy with a "Fuck Tony Blair" sign, he's nice to talk to but don't give him any money as apparently he and his mates make about 40 a day and spend it on beer and pot.
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The only way to show em who's boss is to brandish a fly swatter meanacingly and stare them out. They have so many eyes it might take a while but in the end they get the picture. The irony of being murdered by an implement designed for killing their prey plays havoc with their personal egos.
I see you're going to Rock in the Castle, maybe I'll see you there