*With a barbaric YAWP!, Robb and Jamie tumble back in from Jilly's in manchester*
I think it's safe to say we're rather wasted and decidedly cheerful.
And giggly.
Myself and Mr Robb are now sat on my bed, while I (failing badly) try to write this.
With that in mind, may I present-
"What we did on our holidays"
or, more accurately-
"What we did while Mashed".
By Robb, (age seven) and Jamie (age eight)
We met up outside piccadilly, and then ventured to our usual hangout in the usual manner- looking like drug addicts bimbling down Canal St in the direction of the club.
After being hassled by various lowlives ('freak, weirdo' shouted at us- 's not a real night out without some random abuse) we made it there. I had decided that as I had not 'gothed up' in ages, I would wear New Rocks, PVC trousers, mesh shirt and vest top.
After about an hours worth of me struggling to dance in my _big_ boots, I gave up (much to everyone's amusement) and changed out of the 'costume' I had brought into something much comfortable. (Ooh- sounds seedy. Anyway...)
Anyhoo- onto the meetup. The lovely Asha was there as was catcher01, whose barfday it was, along with his lovely new gf, Cara. Also present, as you already know, was Robb (as in of 'Big Gay Bob' fame from LadyInsane and SianyRiot's journals.
*Robb waves to them two*
Much merriment was had by all, along with drinking, drugs and much, much hugging by catcher01 who was (justfiably so, this time) a bit wasted. _AGAIN>
*reads above*
I must be boring the crap outta you with this lot, coz it sure as hell is boring me. (AND I CAN'T TYPE!!!) So, on that note, me and Robb are off to post viciously in people's journals in a nefarious, sneaky and downright _ginger_ way...
Ta ta...
J & R
I think it's safe to say we're rather wasted and decidedly cheerful.
And giggly.
Myself and Mr Robb are now sat on my bed, while I (failing badly) try to write this.
With that in mind, may I present-
"What we did on our holidays"
or, more accurately-
"What we did while Mashed".
By Robb, (age seven) and Jamie (age eight)
We met up outside piccadilly, and then ventured to our usual hangout in the usual manner- looking like drug addicts bimbling down Canal St in the direction of the club.
After being hassled by various lowlives ('freak, weirdo' shouted at us- 's not a real night out without some random abuse) we made it there. I had decided that as I had not 'gothed up' in ages, I would wear New Rocks, PVC trousers, mesh shirt and vest top.
After about an hours worth of me struggling to dance in my _big_ boots, I gave up (much to everyone's amusement) and changed out of the 'costume' I had brought into something much comfortable. (Ooh- sounds seedy. Anyway...)
Anyhoo- onto the meetup. The lovely Asha was there as was catcher01, whose barfday it was, along with his lovely new gf, Cara. Also present, as you already know, was Robb (as in of 'Big Gay Bob' fame from LadyInsane and SianyRiot's journals.
*Robb waves to them two*
Much merriment was had by all, along with drinking, drugs and much, much hugging by catcher01 who was (justfiably so, this time) a bit wasted. _AGAIN>
*reads above*
I must be boring the crap outta you with this lot, coz it sure as hell is boring me. (AND I CAN'T TYPE!!!) So, on that note, me and Robb are off to post viciously in people's journals in a nefarious, sneaky and downright _ginger_ way...
Ta ta...
J & R
just got in.....6.30am. i'm actually not *that* tired, just hungry really, so supernoodles and bed. got a big night tonight
hahaha i hope bob was on his BESTEST behaviour
i did know you were a member!!!