What's the price of glory baby?
What's the taste of pain?
Lost here in this loveless wasteland
I guess I'll never get the chance again
And as I stumble to my feet
I stagger to the door
And as I crawl towards the girl
I just fall back to the floor
Baby I'm the last bandit left alive
I'm the last bandit, wanted dead or alive
Dogs D'Amour - "Last Bandit" (1988)
I've had some good weekends in my time. This was not one of them. I can sum up why in three reasons:
1) Following an insanely boring day at work on Friday I went out and got completely mullered. And put far too much money in the fruit machines at the pub. Have now made a resolution that (a) if I'm in a pub on my own, I will not gamble as it seems to be a "lack of company" thing - although I do put money in them when I'm out with my mates, it's never anywhere near as much as when I'm on my own. However, living as I do a good seven or eight miles from most of my mates (a situation that's unlikely to change until the house share thing goes through which'll probably be at least a couple of months yet), this may be easier said than done so my second resolution is (b) if I don't have drinking company in future, I'm gonna stay in. This, I know in advance, is going to be extremely difficult as I'm the sort of person who gets incredibly restless and bored from being stuck in on a weekend (and, as I've said before, the only two things I seriously fear in life are loneliness and boredom as they seem to allow all the worst thoughts in my head to float to the surface) but, to be honest, it has to be done. And, to be honest, it's the loneliness that's exacerbated this problem anyway so it's not really that different if you think about it.
2) My team lost 4-1 at footy. At home. Our biggest home defeat in about nine years I think. That really wasn't good.
3) It looks like it's pretty much over between me and my "on-off" girlfriend - I went out with her on Saturday night to a rock club and even a mug like me realised there was next to no chemistry between us the whole time. So at least I do now know where I stand with her (something I've been trying to work out for the last month) but it's still a bit of a blow. Ah well, once these things hit you so many times, you get kind of numb to them. In the immortal words of Finch from "American Pie", I guess I gotta find myself a new goddess. Any volunteers? (cue sound of tumbleweed blowing across background)
Ah well, there's still a day of this weekend to go - I'm off into Leeds to possibly get a new game if "Harvest Moon" is now out and going to a gig this evening. So hopefully plenty of time to rescue the weekend.
Take care of yourselves you lot - speak soon.
Yorkie
What's the taste of pain?
Lost here in this loveless wasteland
I guess I'll never get the chance again
And as I stumble to my feet
I stagger to the door
And as I crawl towards the girl
I just fall back to the floor
Baby I'm the last bandit left alive
I'm the last bandit, wanted dead or alive
Dogs D'Amour - "Last Bandit" (1988)
I've had some good weekends in my time. This was not one of them. I can sum up why in three reasons:
1) Following an insanely boring day at work on Friday I went out and got completely mullered. And put far too much money in the fruit machines at the pub. Have now made a resolution that (a) if I'm in a pub on my own, I will not gamble as it seems to be a "lack of company" thing - although I do put money in them when I'm out with my mates, it's never anywhere near as much as when I'm on my own. However, living as I do a good seven or eight miles from most of my mates (a situation that's unlikely to change until the house share thing goes through which'll probably be at least a couple of months yet), this may be easier said than done so my second resolution is (b) if I don't have drinking company in future, I'm gonna stay in. This, I know in advance, is going to be extremely difficult as I'm the sort of person who gets incredibly restless and bored from being stuck in on a weekend (and, as I've said before, the only two things I seriously fear in life are loneliness and boredom as they seem to allow all the worst thoughts in my head to float to the surface) but, to be honest, it has to be done. And, to be honest, it's the loneliness that's exacerbated this problem anyway so it's not really that different if you think about it.
2) My team lost 4-1 at footy. At home. Our biggest home defeat in about nine years I think. That really wasn't good.
3) It looks like it's pretty much over between me and my "on-off" girlfriend - I went out with her on Saturday night to a rock club and even a mug like me realised there was next to no chemistry between us the whole time. So at least I do now know where I stand with her (something I've been trying to work out for the last month) but it's still a bit of a blow. Ah well, once these things hit you so many times, you get kind of numb to them. In the immortal words of Finch from "American Pie", I guess I gotta find myself a new goddess. Any volunteers? (cue sound of tumbleweed blowing across background)
Ah well, there's still a day of this weekend to go - I'm off into Leeds to possibly get a new game if "Harvest Moon" is now out and going to a gig this evening. So hopefully plenty of time to rescue the weekend.
Take care of yourselves you lot - speak soon.
Yorkie
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india:
i know, i hate it when people aren't treated equally it sucks!
gabriel33:
Heathen! You never beat the mighty Stockport County! 