Ugh, yours truly is tired. There's one good thing about my job... Well apart from the money and the power of being this really powerful lead developer, and all that stuff... So yeah anyway, they have this drinks night every month or so... Free food, free drink, and always in a reasonably good bar. Oh, and all the girls from work come :p
I'm just going to say tonight was a good night, but usually it's Fridays they have it, and they did it on a Thursday this week. I'm all fired up for a club or something, and I've got work in the morning :p Oh well, I'm going to hit Leicester Square this weekend, check out this club I've had my eye on... I'm not entirely sure what night busses I need to get home, but I'm sure when I'm tired, and drunk, and it's 3am, I'll find it all out, somehow :p
Anyways in other stuff everything's going so well with my business. It's amazing what you can achieve if you hit one nail on the head, every day... My copy of my company certiifcate arrived home today, or a note saying someone has to sign arrived home today. My mom's going to get it tomorrow, and I'm stopping by home on Sunday to get it. Then I'm showing it to the bank manager like I had it all along, on Tuesday. And then maybe I get my account a week after.
I'd better get my arse in gear and finish the flatmate site so I can get out of ever working again :p Work was alright today, but seriously it'll be so much better when I'm working for me. Here's how a typical working week's going to go down:
Monday: 12pm start work. 6pm stop work. 9pm go out.
Tuesday: 4am get in. 12pm start work. 6pm stop work. 9pm go out.
Wednesday: 4am get in...
Yeah you get the picture. But hey, why not :p Life is a whole load of people, billions of them, clocking in and out, living by the system, doing everything just right. Fuck it, I'm going to cheat the system, build up my company, have millions in cash and live my life as one big party. So there :p
I've got this plan as well. I'm going to start a clubbing group in London. I'll go clubbing with people till I find who has just the right party attitude. And when I find which people can really bring it, I'll add one person at a time to my clubbing group. Then when there's like 30 of us, we can totally bag VIP areas in clubs, get cheap entry, party anytime we want... Too many really wild londoners are staying at home Sat. night, and I won't stand by and let it go on :p I'm London's cure for Ant & Dec's Sat. night takeaway :p
Ugh everyone who reads this, keep on at me to finally go sign up for dance classes. I don't know why, but I have so much rhythm in me, I can move better than Shakira in the Whenever, Wherever video. Okay, not that good, I mean come on, her hips in that video are stunt hips, nobody can move as fluid as she does. But I can really move to the beat. But I'm not, you know, good. Not really good. But there's loads of places here doing RnB dance lessons and stuff, and I reckon I can learn a few new moves. Oh and if any of you girls feel like getting hot, I need to practice my up close moves with women, you know, like dancing real close in the clubs... So yeah you got rythmn, give me a call.
I should download a load of Justin Timberlake videos cause that guy seems like he can move alright. He's a dancer anyway by trade, like Britney.
I think it's so funny every day I'm in a suit and shirt and stuff, on the tube with all these boring commuter types, and I fit right in, and every weekend they're all at home in bed early, except me whose going wild in the clubs and stuff. I keep my alter ego quite well except at the summer party at work...
So we had this party thing at work, for the clients and us, a kind of summer party. The alcohol's flowing and it's free, and towards the end of the evening everyone's starting to dance. I just stayed in my seat, cause I was like, hmm, should I tear it up? Nah... But the DJ was quite good for a corporate place, played some good stuff, and I was quite drunk, so I got up there and started dancing...
So I come into work the next day and everyone's looking at me kind of funny, like warm, but with an extra smile or something... And I'm fine and stuff. And then the guys are talking bout the party with this guy who wasn't there, and one of the guys was saying, "Yeah you should see this guy, he can really move it" and I'm doing the whole modest businessman routine, going "Oh stop" and all that :p
For me, clubbing is like a religeon though
I trained in Leeds in Evolution. That's the hottest club in the country, right there :p I take the music seriously and I party for real. I think I'll wait till everyone's a bit more drunk before I get up there at the Christmas party though :p
I'm just going to say tonight was a good night, but usually it's Fridays they have it, and they did it on a Thursday this week. I'm all fired up for a club or something, and I've got work in the morning :p Oh well, I'm going to hit Leicester Square this weekend, check out this club I've had my eye on... I'm not entirely sure what night busses I need to get home, but I'm sure when I'm tired, and drunk, and it's 3am, I'll find it all out, somehow :p
Anyways in other stuff everything's going so well with my business. It's amazing what you can achieve if you hit one nail on the head, every day... My copy of my company certiifcate arrived home today, or a note saying someone has to sign arrived home today. My mom's going to get it tomorrow, and I'm stopping by home on Sunday to get it. Then I'm showing it to the bank manager like I had it all along, on Tuesday. And then maybe I get my account a week after.
I'd better get my arse in gear and finish the flatmate site so I can get out of ever working again :p Work was alright today, but seriously it'll be so much better when I'm working for me. Here's how a typical working week's going to go down:
Monday: 12pm start work. 6pm stop work. 9pm go out.
Tuesday: 4am get in. 12pm start work. 6pm stop work. 9pm go out.
Wednesday: 4am get in...
Yeah you get the picture. But hey, why not :p Life is a whole load of people, billions of them, clocking in and out, living by the system, doing everything just right. Fuck it, I'm going to cheat the system, build up my company, have millions in cash and live my life as one big party. So there :p
I've got this plan as well. I'm going to start a clubbing group in London. I'll go clubbing with people till I find who has just the right party attitude. And when I find which people can really bring it, I'll add one person at a time to my clubbing group. Then when there's like 30 of us, we can totally bag VIP areas in clubs, get cheap entry, party anytime we want... Too many really wild londoners are staying at home Sat. night, and I won't stand by and let it go on :p I'm London's cure for Ant & Dec's Sat. night takeaway :p
Ugh everyone who reads this, keep on at me to finally go sign up for dance classes. I don't know why, but I have so much rhythm in me, I can move better than Shakira in the Whenever, Wherever video. Okay, not that good, I mean come on, her hips in that video are stunt hips, nobody can move as fluid as she does. But I can really move to the beat. But I'm not, you know, good. Not really good. But there's loads of places here doing RnB dance lessons and stuff, and I reckon I can learn a few new moves. Oh and if any of you girls feel like getting hot, I need to practice my up close moves with women, you know, like dancing real close in the clubs... So yeah you got rythmn, give me a call.
I should download a load of Justin Timberlake videos cause that guy seems like he can move alright. He's a dancer anyway by trade, like Britney.
I think it's so funny every day I'm in a suit and shirt and stuff, on the tube with all these boring commuter types, and I fit right in, and every weekend they're all at home in bed early, except me whose going wild in the clubs and stuff. I keep my alter ego quite well except at the summer party at work...
So we had this party thing at work, for the clients and us, a kind of summer party. The alcohol's flowing and it's free, and towards the end of the evening everyone's starting to dance. I just stayed in my seat, cause I was like, hmm, should I tear it up? Nah... But the DJ was quite good for a corporate place, played some good stuff, and I was quite drunk, so I got up there and started dancing...
So I come into work the next day and everyone's looking at me kind of funny, like warm, but with an extra smile or something... And I'm fine and stuff. And then the guys are talking bout the party with this guy who wasn't there, and one of the guys was saying, "Yeah you should see this guy, he can really move it" and I'm doing the whole modest businessman routine, going "Oh stop" and all that :p
For me, clubbing is like a religeon though
I trained in Leeds in Evolution. That's the hottest club in the country, right there :p I take the music seriously and I party for real. I think I'll wait till everyone's a bit more drunk before I get up there at the Christmas party though :p