Oh dear god I'm so tired. I'm trying to remember the past 2 days!
I do know that monday I spent most of the day in bed then headed up to the boys because he was cooking me dinner....a rarity! Anyhow dinner was pretty nice and I bought cheesecake (yum)...we were going to go to the cinema but I was all lazy lazy so we watced The Mighty Boosh and I just looked in amazement at Noel Fieldings disco ball outfit...where on earth did he get that?
Anyhow SOMEONE refused to get out of bed on tuesday so we ended up going into town late and went for lunch then looked about shops and I whimpered and hinted alot at things that I WOULD LIKE...but to no avail, although I bought a tattoo magazine for some inspiration. And some stuff for starting uni!
Then we went home although I bypassed the supermarket for some Hoegaarden cus I wantedsome drink...and we sat out the back then headed to the 13th note for some "hardcore" gigs cus the boy likes that shizzle, I dont mind and all that...but windmilling?? why, i swear anorexic boys pretending to have deep manly voices and screaming into mics...haha...although the last band were good plus I had lots of cider and mocked people.
Eventually we got home although I got a bit upset because the CLYDESDALE cash machine spat out my money again...the last time that happend i got mugged.
I also remembered that I can be VERY funny when I'm drunk, the boy doesnt seem to understand my wanting to drink for humor value...cus he's one of those edge kids (BAH!) so I pretended to creepy crawl about the room, every time the tv went dark and stopped when it got light, i found this extremely amusing because his neighbours were probably thinking "theres a girl in her underwear over there....doing spiderman impressions"...oh dear.
we also watched transmission with pete docherty smacked out his head....fucksake just hurry up and take that dose...I'd be willing to set up for him, maybe with a little added bleach because to be quite honest....his musics shite.
I do know that monday I spent most of the day in bed then headed up to the boys because he was cooking me dinner....a rarity! Anyhow dinner was pretty nice and I bought cheesecake (yum)...we were going to go to the cinema but I was all lazy lazy so we watced The Mighty Boosh and I just looked in amazement at Noel Fieldings disco ball outfit...where on earth did he get that?
Anyhow SOMEONE refused to get out of bed on tuesday so we ended up going into town late and went for lunch then looked about shops and I whimpered and hinted alot at things that I WOULD LIKE...but to no avail, although I bought a tattoo magazine for some inspiration. And some stuff for starting uni!
Then we went home although I bypassed the supermarket for some Hoegaarden cus I wantedsome drink...and we sat out the back then headed to the 13th note for some "hardcore" gigs cus the boy likes that shizzle, I dont mind and all that...but windmilling?? why, i swear anorexic boys pretending to have deep manly voices and screaming into mics...haha...although the last band were good plus I had lots of cider and mocked people.
Eventually we got home although I got a bit upset because the CLYDESDALE cash machine spat out my money again...the last time that happend i got mugged.
I also remembered that I can be VERY funny when I'm drunk, the boy doesnt seem to understand my wanting to drink for humor value...cus he's one of those edge kids (BAH!) so I pretended to creepy crawl about the room, every time the tv went dark and stopped when it got light, i found this extremely amusing because his neighbours were probably thinking "theres a girl in her underwear over there....doing spiderman impressions"...oh dear.
we also watched transmission with pete docherty smacked out his head....fucksake just hurry up and take that dose...I'd be willing to set up for him, maybe with a little added bleach because to be quite honest....his musics shite.
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Ooooooh! what sort of stuff were you buying for uni? I love buying art supplys and stationery.... its like a compulsion!
we also watched transmission with pete docherty smacked out his head....fucksake just hurry up and take that dose...I'd be willing to set up for him, maybe with a little added bleach because to be quite honest....his musics shite.
I'm with you 100% on that one. Although you should just give him rat poison, then laugh as his internal organs liquify!