Long time, no drunk
it's been a while since anyone posted hon here and i'm not even sure that anyone still reasd this but i currently fit all the criteria aso i figured id post.
good things htat hapened today:
1. man u got thorugh to FA cup final
2. Claeavers managed to watch said football match at a stranglye odd time int he fater noon but she enjoyedi t none the less. not so sure her neighboures did.
3. cleavers got a chance to catch up wtih roommate
4. cleavers got chatted up in a bar
bad thinds that happened today
1. itwas cold
2. cleaveres had to go tot hegym
3. it's not even 10pk and she's drunk and not sure if she iwll make it to the gig or if cabbaging ot in ront of the telly on the sofa is the sfafest and best thing todo
hello again, and good bye again, and i hop;e that this website takes off again. it think it should as it craxck me up every thime.
It's been a while
i's==s been a whioe since u've posted here
but hey, better late than neeer, is what i awlay say
i really don't ehave anyting that intersteing to seay. it was just a 'hellpo'. how is eerojne , adn trusting tat things were doingfine.
go figure
clearly canadan
that is, if they ant me to tasya
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warning
expressing things on the internet may make you bolder than nornmal.
You may get in trouble, butt you may also get congratulated for telling the truth.\
I'm kind of drunk and kind of upset right now.\
Well, not crying upset but it just feekls like someone has punched me full outg in teh chest.\
the "enter:" key is too close to thety "\" Key
Dear me it has been such a wjile since i did this. notb that I havben't been drunkard, justv that I haven't been drunk and in charge of a computer! Had a mixed up fun day today with friends, although they were a bit weird at tinjes. There was a hario krishna festival thoing that was gponmg on right next to where we were haveing a quiet drinlk betb ther wwas also a skate festioval with the bigeest vert ramp in the uk which was cool. They hadsome banging drum and bass and we watched them doing some cracking vtricks as well as wqatching them fall off alot too.
work tomoorw whoch will be swucky ands nthen back to ther old hum drum life!
There is the Anti-Christ, but...
I am the anti-pull.
Ask me out for a good night.
Ask me out for a laugh.
Ask me out to have something random happen.
DO NOT ask me out if you need to pull, it just won't happen around me. I don't go ON THE PULL, I hate that phrase with a passion. I don't know why, but it just grates me. This isn't to say that I don't 'pull', because I do. But I don't deliberately go out to do that. Girls come up to me because they want a bit of fun, I won't just do it for the sake of it. Fuck off.
Also, don't get angry at me because YOU can't pull. Although it's completely my fault because I'm the anti-pull - don't fucking blame me. You may come out with the excuses:-
- Oh, maybe I'm not drunk enough.
- There are no nice girls tonight.
- I can't be bothered to pull
But you are just lying to yourself. It's ME, I am unwittingly radiating not-pulling-ness.
I'm tired, my tongue is swollen up and I've run out of humourous (sp?) things to say. But I'm still going to stay out because I love being out. This doesn't mean that I'm hanging on until the end of the night to find some 'hottie'. Perhaps I don't want to pull, perhaps I don't give a shit right now. You do what you bloody want for fucks sake.
Fuck fuck.
Still tomorrow, I'm gong to wake up and whinge about what we missed. But I don't mean it, I'm saying it because that's what blokey society has instructed me to say.
Fuckety Fuck.
I've run out of stuff to say, the above may not make anyt sense but I mean it. There's the truth in there somewhere.
ps I think I love* the barmaid in Pitcher & Piano, Swansea.
*Not really, I'd just like to smother her in honey and lick it all off. Then make a hot chocolate and drink it while she dances in the corner of my room to a NERD track. I'll watch and then she'll jump on me when she's finished the dance and we'll do filthy things until the morning. In the morning she'll bring me a bowl of Crunchy Nut cornflakes because they're ludicrously tasty.
Not enough booze
There is not enough booze in my hose. Fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck.
I get around.
Ukraine.
Norway.
Lithuania.
Georgia.
Mexico.
France.
Germany.
Ireland.
Scotland.
England.
Estonia.
Australia.
New Ziland (deliberate before anyone gets cocky).
South Africa.
They all met the nicest Welsh guy in the world, or was I canadian? who knows. I am the master of cunning.
That fucking guilt
You know tha guilt that comes when you've been drinking? That feeling that you are wasting away your life and pissing away all the talent and opportunity that God gave you just sitting in pubs and talking shit.
Why does that have to come? It pushes in from behind the eyes and ruins what was otherwise a perfectly good day. Everything was going great.
Weather? Great. Beer? Great. Atmosphere? Great.
And then that fucking guilt pushes in. I hate it, man. It makes me feel old.
