Been a bit of a weird one this weekend 
Friday night went to my old flatmates new place as they were holding a house party. There were seven of us. Blowing my own trumpet a bit here, but last year our house parties were legendary. I made many good friends from the comatose strangers I found on my floor the next day, never had a major disaster and no one got injured. The neighbours moved house after 8 months but I'm sure it was an unrelated issue. Anyway, Friday made me realise how much effort I put in and how much credit my flatmates took, cheeky buggers. I'm going to have one next month when I'm truly skint so hopefully I can do one slightly better.
Saturday I had a falling out with Cress. Her brother turned 18 last Thursday and he was out in Bristol to celebrate so she wanted me there so she wasn't overwhelmed with a drunk bro and a bunch strangers. I said sorry I couldn't as I finished work late and had an early start the next day. I couldn't afford to miss work coz I'm so poor. She said she needed me; I said we've only been seeing each other for three weeks, I've never met the guy, I'm poor and tired so the answer is no. This did not go down well and in the end I had to turn off my phone to avoid abusive phonecalls as I tried to sleep.
Sunday then turned out really good. Cress and I made up, put it down to me being tired and her being drunk and stressed. Got told that I've got a regular position as a writer on a local polical satire radio show, I've just got to write 5 minutes worth of sketches and soundbytes per week. Piece of piss! Also, going to meet the richest man in the world on Saturday. No, not Mr Gates, apparently Ingvar Kamprad the owner of Ikea is a billion or two richer and he's coming down to our store to see how we're doing. Should be interesting...
Anyway, I've got shit to do, speak to you guys later.
T
Friday night went to my old flatmates new place as they were holding a house party. There were seven of us. Blowing my own trumpet a bit here, but last year our house parties were legendary. I made many good friends from the comatose strangers I found on my floor the next day, never had a major disaster and no one got injured. The neighbours moved house after 8 months but I'm sure it was an unrelated issue. Anyway, Friday made me realise how much effort I put in and how much credit my flatmates took, cheeky buggers. I'm going to have one next month when I'm truly skint so hopefully I can do one slightly better.
Saturday I had a falling out with Cress. Her brother turned 18 last Thursday and he was out in Bristol to celebrate so she wanted me there so she wasn't overwhelmed with a drunk bro and a bunch strangers. I said sorry I couldn't as I finished work late and had an early start the next day. I couldn't afford to miss work coz I'm so poor. She said she needed me; I said we've only been seeing each other for three weeks, I've never met the guy, I'm poor and tired so the answer is no. This did not go down well and in the end I had to turn off my phone to avoid abusive phonecalls as I tried to sleep.
Sunday then turned out really good. Cress and I made up, put it down to me being tired and her being drunk and stressed. Got told that I've got a regular position as a writer on a local polical satire radio show, I've just got to write 5 minutes worth of sketches and soundbytes per week. Piece of piss! Also, going to meet the richest man in the world on Saturday. No, not Mr Gates, apparently Ingvar Kamprad the owner of Ikea is a billion or two richer and he's coming down to our store to see how we're doing. Should be interesting...
Anyway, I've got shit to do, speak to you guys later.
T