Right, don't laugh, actually hang on i need another drink...
I've finally finally (you have no idea how long this has taken to happen) decided what i want to do with my life when this whole band thing goes pop.
I think i should give you 5 guesses.
It's not necessarily something that i want to make a career out of but at least its something that i care about. To be honest, i'd forgotten i cared so much but over the past month it just keeps popping into my head all the time till i'm ranting and raving in the most inappropriate places.
It'll allow me to travel.
It means i don't have to be surrounded by the dull as fuck 9-5 bastards with their smug little houses and parasitic butt worms (i mean offspring, but butt worms is better) and all their STUFF.
Kinda linking to this, i had some old friends come to visit this weekend and spent pretty much the whole time staring at them agahst while they said things like "we need to get some 70 wellies and Barbour jackets to walk the dog in"
No you dont! you need to breathe and eat and possibly you need to walk the dog, you do not need designer wellies and nor do you need a fucking volvo 4x4!
These things do not make you better people, and believe me there are enough flaws there that can be addressed if you really want me to mention them, perhaps you might be happy if you stopped the serial adultery and............
Sorry, they really annoyed me, i mean, if you were 'going through a rough patch' would you go and stay with a friend? no you'd book somewhere nice just the 2 of you and sort shit out... without involving me!!
It was almost worth it though just to see their expressions as we walked into rock night hehehehehehe.
So have you guessed my new vocation yet?
In movie news... watch The Descent, it's fucking awesome, ideally watch it with a pathologically screamy flatmate for true 'jump in the air and shit yourself' effect!
I think i need glasses, either that or i'm getting a brain tumor, anyway i'm off to the doc's on wednesday so i'll let you know. Wish me luck
I've finally finally (you have no idea how long this has taken to happen) decided what i want to do with my life when this whole band thing goes pop.
I think i should give you 5 guesses.
It's not necessarily something that i want to make a career out of but at least its something that i care about. To be honest, i'd forgotten i cared so much but over the past month it just keeps popping into my head all the time till i'm ranting and raving in the most inappropriate places.
It'll allow me to travel.
It means i don't have to be surrounded by the dull as fuck 9-5 bastards with their smug little houses and parasitic butt worms (i mean offspring, but butt worms is better) and all their STUFF.
Kinda linking to this, i had some old friends come to visit this weekend and spent pretty much the whole time staring at them agahst while they said things like "we need to get some 70 wellies and Barbour jackets to walk the dog in"
No you dont! you need to breathe and eat and possibly you need to walk the dog, you do not need designer wellies and nor do you need a fucking volvo 4x4!
These things do not make you better people, and believe me there are enough flaws there that can be addressed if you really want me to mention them, perhaps you might be happy if you stopped the serial adultery and............
Sorry, they really annoyed me, i mean, if you were 'going through a rough patch' would you go and stay with a friend? no you'd book somewhere nice just the 2 of you and sort shit out... without involving me!!
It was almost worth it though just to see their expressions as we walked into rock night hehehehehehe.
So have you guessed my new vocation yet?
In movie news... watch The Descent, it's fucking awesome, ideally watch it with a pathologically screamy flatmate for true 'jump in the air and shit yourself' effect!
I think i need glasses, either that or i'm getting a brain tumor, anyway i'm off to the doc's on wednesday so i'll let you know. Wish me luck
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