Tonight (Sunday) was the Bulesque night at the picturedrome in Northampton. ... And was brilliant! Today has been quite the grand one (although second morning of waking up with a stinking headache), took a walk to the shop to grab painkillers and found it to be earlf afternoon and the shop shut... Arse!! So walked back and went to get petrol from the tesco round in town. Put some in, go in to pay, give my money to the most unenthusiastic sulky teenager who sighed at me and gave me a recepit. I asked about the computer for schools vouchers (my eldest sister is a teacher) so she slung the rest of the pad of them at me, get in!! Unfortunatly no pain killers... To the Co-op! Grab my painkillers and a drink to take them with, was served by a cute girl with black and purple hair and snakebite peircings who whike giving me my change called me darlin', she probably says it to everyone, but cheered me right up.
Then the getting ready, I even put a straightener to my hair also trimmed and shaped my beard!! Black cords, long sleaved black evil dead t-shirt, short sleaved shirt (so only a red evil dead logo on one arm), black tie, my old black Crombie coat (was my uncle Jims you know....)with my ace black and white furry cow print globes. Looked smart... alot smarter than the hobo look I seem to end up in. Even Glen and Steve looked smart and Deb (Landlady, best friend and shitty dog owner) looked fantastic as always, she was picked to enter the best dressed of the evening thing, but didnt win, I missed the whole thing as the rest of us had gone out for a ciggy, then I proceded to embarres myself by going to the toilet, wondering why a woman was following me through the door, looked back to ask why she was following me to realise the "wo" infront of the "men".... SHIT!! I redeemed myself later by giving directions over a phone to one of the act's mothers who was stuck in Northamptons wonderous one way system and had gotten lost. Although it wasn't the mother of the act with some cool wings tattooed on her back (one of her parts she had a bunny head on... un-nearved me a little, at least they didnt use Art Garfunkles "Bright Eyes" for it....), the guitarest for the house band or Golden Delicious (like I'd be able to do more than mumble alot and say something totally stupid like "well done your act was brilliant, you were the mutts nut's... not that I agree with beastiallity" I'm like Jeff in Coupling ("I can't stop saying the word... gusset")
The evening ended with Glen, Deb and myself smoking Glens weed (many thanks dude... like he's reading this!!!!) me playing acoustic guitar and us all singing a range of 90's and 2000 classics and quoting Spaced.
Just wish I could now get to sleep, work in about 5 hours.... Argggghhhh I even tried a hot malted drink (a blend of Malteasers and cadburys)
I wonder how the snookers coming on...... that always helped me sleep.... if only we had an ariel installed here...
ah well, night people
Then the getting ready, I even put a straightener to my hair also trimmed and shaped my beard!! Black cords, long sleaved black evil dead t-shirt, short sleaved shirt (so only a red evil dead logo on one arm), black tie, my old black Crombie coat (was my uncle Jims you know....)with my ace black and white furry cow print globes. Looked smart... alot smarter than the hobo look I seem to end up in. Even Glen and Steve looked smart and Deb (Landlady, best friend and shitty dog owner) looked fantastic as always, she was picked to enter the best dressed of the evening thing, but didnt win, I missed the whole thing as the rest of us had gone out for a ciggy, then I proceded to embarres myself by going to the toilet, wondering why a woman was following me through the door, looked back to ask why she was following me to realise the "wo" infront of the "men".... SHIT!! I redeemed myself later by giving directions over a phone to one of the act's mothers who was stuck in Northamptons wonderous one way system and had gotten lost. Although it wasn't the mother of the act with some cool wings tattooed on her back (one of her parts she had a bunny head on... un-nearved me a little, at least they didnt use Art Garfunkles "Bright Eyes" for it....), the guitarest for the house band or Golden Delicious (like I'd be able to do more than mumble alot and say something totally stupid like "well done your act was brilliant, you were the mutts nut's... not that I agree with beastiallity" I'm like Jeff in Coupling ("I can't stop saying the word... gusset")
The evening ended with Glen, Deb and myself smoking Glens weed (many thanks dude... like he's reading this!!!!) me playing acoustic guitar and us all singing a range of 90's and 2000 classics and quoting Spaced.
Just wish I could now get to sleep, work in about 5 hours.... Argggghhhh I even tried a hot malted drink (a blend of Malteasers and cadburys)
I wonder how the snookers coming on...... that always helped me sleep.... if only we had an ariel installed here...
ah well, night people