If this journal entry reads incoherently, then I apologise because my head is in pieces.
I found out last Friday that my flatmates and I have to move house, a real pisser, especailyl as we were not notified. So anyway, we went to look at a new place, an extra 20 a month, but 3 huge double bedrooms, a tiny 'waiting room' like lounge and a fair sized kitchen, in a very nice area. All done and dusted you would think? Well not really, we sign the contracts and change over on Thursday (its with the same agency) and the damn asshats ask us for 95 EACH to sign a piece of paper!
Any how's its a very nice house, big enough for guests, parties, possible Suicide Boys photoshotos, band jamming, ad infinitum!
Last Friday night was the SGUK Bristol meet up too, i was in evidence, meeting faces old and new. It was one hell of a weird night, October, Vixen, Vicky and Nadine (begs more forgiveness) were the stars out to wow us all and indeed they did, until we got too drunk and certain, 'un-persons' unleashed a shitstorm, I understand that Nic has already claimed his scalp. I spread myself around among the mopey denizens of Ramshackle (A BIG thank you to Chrisweekender for guest listing all and sundry) in order to spread the life-affriming word of SG and did my best sales pitch, to one girl the lead singer of a local band called 'Gay Dogs' i said, 'It'll be good for your band, you'll get loads of cool people at you gigs.' rather drunkenly I may add, and then i gave her a sticker and a token passionate gesture (A big ol' kiss
).
The pics for this one go up Wednesday, along with eveidence of my indie-goth Hitler haircut which makes a one off appearence, i'm way too lazy to style it everyday.
Saturday was spent recovering, i'm always a wimp for hangovers, we did sit in watching 'Heat', mainly for the Al Pacino ON/OFF acting style. I.e. understated wise assery and then bulging eyes shoutyness. Here:
"Is is because you think... she's got a GREAT ASS!!!!!"
He's such a tool, but then we all love a bit of Pacino now and again. Great shoot-out too, but I did notice that Tom Sizemore looks rather distinctly like a mid-40's Eminem.
Sunday we did some geek shopping at Maplin and cooked a nice roast for which a good friend of mine came to visit, food was burned, pool was played, lenghty exchanges (verbal and mildly physical) were the order of the day. All in all an absolutely sublime sunsoaked evening.
*signs off mildly narked but ver very relaxed.*
I found out last Friday that my flatmates and I have to move house, a real pisser, especailyl as we were not notified. So anyway, we went to look at a new place, an extra 20 a month, but 3 huge double bedrooms, a tiny 'waiting room' like lounge and a fair sized kitchen, in a very nice area. All done and dusted you would think? Well not really, we sign the contracts and change over on Thursday (its with the same agency) and the damn asshats ask us for 95 EACH to sign a piece of paper!
Any how's its a very nice house, big enough for guests, parties, possible Suicide Boys photoshotos, band jamming, ad infinitum!
Last Friday night was the SGUK Bristol meet up too, i was in evidence, meeting faces old and new. It was one hell of a weird night, October, Vixen, Vicky and Nadine (begs more forgiveness) were the stars out to wow us all and indeed they did, until we got too drunk and certain, 'un-persons' unleashed a shitstorm, I understand that Nic has already claimed his scalp. I spread myself around among the mopey denizens of Ramshackle (A BIG thank you to Chrisweekender for guest listing all and sundry) in order to spread the life-affriming word of SG and did my best sales pitch, to one girl the lead singer of a local band called 'Gay Dogs' i said, 'It'll be good for your band, you'll get loads of cool people at you gigs.' rather drunkenly I may add, and then i gave her a sticker and a token passionate gesture (A big ol' kiss
).
The pics for this one go up Wednesday, along with eveidence of my indie-goth Hitler haircut which makes a one off appearence, i'm way too lazy to style it everyday.
Saturday was spent recovering, i'm always a wimp for hangovers, we did sit in watching 'Heat', mainly for the Al Pacino ON/OFF acting style. I.e. understated wise assery and then bulging eyes shoutyness. Here:
"Is is because you think... she's got a GREAT ASS!!!!!"
He's such a tool, but then we all love a bit of Pacino now and again. Great shoot-out too, but I did notice that Tom Sizemore looks rather distinctly like a mid-40's Eminem.
Sunday we did some geek shopping at Maplin and cooked a nice roast for which a good friend of mine came to visit, food was burned, pool was played, lenghty exchanges (verbal and mildly physical) were the order of the day. All in all an absolutely sublime sunsoaked evening.
*signs off mildly narked but ver very relaxed.*
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