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Evenin' all!
Posted Dec 14, 2002
Arrrghhh. Bobs on h2g2 drunk again. Been to the bierkeller, had an *interesting* night to say the least.
Saw the ex-girlfriend earlier, out on the town and drunk... (me that is). Scary thing is, I was talking to her for a few minutes before I recognised her. I swear I wasnt *that* drunk...
I broke with centuries old tradition and actually pulled, although it was a 'snog with old friend' kinda pull rather than the eminently more satisfying stranger pull. I then went kinda crazy in the mosh pit and I think some of the big guys were jealous with the little guy that noboduy could move from the middle of the pit. So now Ive got a bruise/graze below my left eye, and a bloody lip...
I was told that I was fit by a girl Ive been introduced to. She then disappeared. Life in an infinitessimal.
I emerged from the bierkeller to find two girls pulling each others hair out. Who needs wrestling?
So, Im at hjome now, drunk and stupid, after a rather interesting night out...
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House Parties
Posted Dec 8, 2002
Oooh, I love 'em, I do. Went to this place last night after the pub and had a mad time. No couplish behaviour of sitting with all me mates and their g/fs in one room all night, no a whole house of madness. Very fun.
Thing is, me and my mates(if theres a party, we will always go together in a big group) tend to dominate parties these days, too many of us, too loud. But you can just be a sad bastard and have a laugh, like three of us beatboxing and getting every passing stranger to MC and various other mad shenanigins.
But now I've got weeks worth of Uni coursework that I've been putting off to do today, I am the worse procrastinator in the world. But the dread of just sitting at home all day doing crappy work, even into the evening frankly scares me. I've just had a spliff, in the knowledge that it wont help my chemical skills, to chill me out enough that I wont just throw the work at the wall when I start. B******s.
I hate Uni. Why can I not get out of education. Im a slave to money.
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Not another bloddy journal entry.
Posted Dec 4, 2002
Me moaning again...
I was all happy today, prospect of the meet and an extended birthday celebration looking good, and then I get the fateful phone call...
'Is it ok if I come round and get my stuff/give yours back/see the rats(my pet rats were our pet rats)?'
So she came round, I managed to keep it civil, didnt swear, shout or spit, etc. Couldnt look her in the eye. She noticed. I think she was hurt. Oh well.
Well, depressed me a bit, so I went and worked out to 'The Downwards Spiral' on me multigym.
Oh well. At least I've got a trip away type thing to look forward too, meet loads of people...
I love meeting people...
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Hmmm
Posted Dec 3, 2002
Getting depressed about the ex today... Not something you want to do but it happened. You just start thinking of something, and when as much of your life has been occupied like that it often leads onto thoughts concerning her.
Not even so much her, as the relationship we had. Memories of a girl smiling on getting her A-level results that I had spent two years coaching her though, a girl who when I first met her couldnt light a spliff or fag when it was near the butt for fear of burning herself, a girl who I taught so much, and returned the favour and taught me too.
Well, not even so much memories of a girl. -Memories of a young couple.
Happy.
It grates all the more finely that she is happy right now, I'd guess happier than she was with me... Whereas me, Im stumbling through life thinking, 'Well, it dont get much better then this.' And it doesnt, this is natural baseline level. This is my natural level of happiness, this is where I hover in my single life.
And Id forgotten this, I just thought I was Mr. Happy Chappy all along. But no.
And it would make me feel a bit better if I could even bloddy pull.
Life: Wandering down a middle path being alternately hit by dog s**t and flowers.
But someones overdoing the dog s**t to get back at me for lots of flowers right now it seems.
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Another Sunday Moan
Posted Dec 1, 2002
Bah, Yet another Sunday moan. I never like going to sleep on Saturday night/Sunday Morning, cause I know that Sunday comes next. Obviously I didnt pull, dont joke...
I think that theres a subversive masochistic element in me. When Im thinking 'shall I go talk to that girl?' theres another element in me that says 'Let her show more interest if she wants it, you're in the contension for a guiness record for how long someone can be told how good looking they are and not pull.' So Ill sit around chat to mates, realise the hopelessness of the pulling situation anyway. Why do I define myself by pulling? Does that mean I have no definition?
But yeah, it does mean you can fool a drunk self by saying to yourself, 'No-ones good enough for me'. Of course this only convinces for about 10 seconds.
Bloody hell, moody bloody Sundays.
*Goes off to have a spliff in disgust*
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