Woooooooooooh!
Weekend!
Fuck yeah!
This Weekend's theme has mostly been CONFUSION.
Example: This weekend I forgot I was supposed to be in London, saying goodbye to A prettty french girl. I feel a bit stupid that I missed it, but I always acted like a twat around hologram, and generally just sort of giggled and starred at my feet, so it was probably just as well I wasn't there - I could've caused a SCENE.
Continuing the theme of Confusion, Doubt, and MORAL GREY AREAS, My motley crew of disaffected farmboys spent an afternoon argued about if it was acceptable to get in a fight with a guy in a wheelchair - "if he's totally giving it the big come on"*
Also I think one of my mates copped off with a girl on saturday night - BUT WE CANNOT BE SURE.
Anyway...
I think I'm going to start pushing my luck at work. I'm not looking forward to Christmas at all, because I will have to deal with approximately a ton of books everyday. It is basically the worse kind of time ever.
One of the few motivating factors is that Kelly- my official work based crush - has a new tattoo (Yes, I am massively shallow, thanks for noticing). I'm feeling fairly competitive now. I quite fancy getting a chest piece.
*In case you're interested; I believe is that it is 100% OK to give a paraplegic a beating if he's offered you out, but you can't brag about it afterwards, because there is no glory.
Weekend!
Fuck yeah!
This Weekend's theme has mostly been CONFUSION.
Example: This weekend I forgot I was supposed to be in London, saying goodbye to A prettty french girl. I feel a bit stupid that I missed it, but I always acted like a twat around hologram, and generally just sort of giggled and starred at my feet, so it was probably just as well I wasn't there - I could've caused a SCENE.
Continuing the theme of Confusion, Doubt, and MORAL GREY AREAS, My motley crew of disaffected farmboys spent an afternoon argued about if it was acceptable to get in a fight with a guy in a wheelchair - "if he's totally giving it the big come on"*
Also I think one of my mates copped off with a girl on saturday night - BUT WE CANNOT BE SURE.
Anyway...
I think I'm going to start pushing my luck at work. I'm not looking forward to Christmas at all, because I will have to deal with approximately a ton of books everyday. It is basically the worse kind of time ever.
One of the few motivating factors is that Kelly- my official work based crush - has a new tattoo (Yes, I am massively shallow, thanks for noticing). I'm feeling fairly competitive now. I quite fancy getting a chest piece.
*In case you're interested; I believe is that it is 100% OK to give a paraplegic a beating if he's offered you out, but you can't brag about it afterwards, because there is no glory.
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But what if there was a blinf guy and his dog wouldnt stop barking, who would you punch?