mindriot

I just posted this on myspace already, but I thought I'd put it here too because I've been feeling pretty depressed lately about the way that my life seems to be slowing down these days. Then, out of nowhere, a totally freaky weekend happens unexpectedly and I remember who I am. The following things don't all sound like good things to have happen to you, but combine the whole lot together and it feels pretty good to remeber what having a good time feels like.

This weekend I've...

Been ejected from a good bar for no good reason, thrown a sulk in a nightclub for foolish reasons, been stalked through the woods by an old man, witnessed lesbians gettin it on (best bit), walked till my feet and legs hurt, got drunk while already hungover, given and received orgasms, eaten chips in a gaybar, slid down a child-sized slide, saw the new Batman movie, laughed till I cried, got sunburn, played on the swings, criticised other people's frisbee skills, made my own porn, laughed at a real corpse, got angry on a train, and took photographs of a hot girl sitting on an iron goose....

There's more but it gets too weird.

All in all, a mad weekend