A belated happy new year to everyone. I hope everyone done something decent.
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I went to this party, although it wasnt too bad because it was just a bunch of us sitting in Marks parents living room watching their ridicoulously huge plasma screen and mocking bad boys, whilst I secretly perved on Rollins. Then the usual we flicked through the channels (while I consumed a large amount of vodka jelly shots and pints of bloody maries) to see some of Jools Holland and the new tradition of watching Still Game at New Years, although the sky kept on cutting out because of the fucking stormy weather. Drank some whiskey (I had to stick vodka in mines to make it go down better because it was cheap shite) cheered and hugged and all that.
Then strays started to come to the party because George Square was cancelled. It was mainly 18-20 year olds Mark vaguely knew showing up and started to destroy the place, I felt sorry for him because he was so polite about it all when he made it clear that his parents spent a fortune tidying the place up then this guy Clusk who gets right on my tits any time I see him started to phone his mates and dealers, then it went wrong...I was tempted to go into the other room and go off on one because Fi & Mark were kind of getting pissed off and upset.
Although I got to spend it with my best friend so its not all bad.
Next year I dont really wanna party, I hate partying with fucking idiots. I'm just gonna get a good bunch of people together for drinks and a laugh.
I've just finished typing up a peice on Banksy and Freddie Robbins for my Crafts in Context essay, just got a peice on Ray Materson to do, I'm just being so fucking lazy about it. I've still got other work to do but thats not to be completed by mid January/ beginning of February, but the essay has to be handed in next thursday so its a priority. Then I have a week or 2 to get all my fibre arts stuff completed including some small woven garden installations inspired by hiding places and stuff. I just cant find images of flowers and stuff to research and draw and my printer has ran out of ink. GREAT!
I'm going home Sat or Sun, can't wait to see Katie!!! and get back to snowboarding. I just dont want to go back to tht house, I'm gonna have a look over my tenancy agreement to see if i can get out of it and move, I'm miserable in that house and I think its making everything feel alot worse than it actually is. Plus I'm pissed off that no one is bothering to help me back down with all my stuff, I'm fucking ragnig at my parents, I'm sick of always visiting so I'm not going back up to EK for a while, I'm just gonna be staying in Glasgow most weekends, which I suppose isnt too bad. If they wanna see me they can get off their lazy arses and come down and visit me and leave EK for once. Rant over...I dont wanna get too pissed off, its only the beginning of the year.
I dont have any resolutions as such because no one ever keeps them because they make ridiculous unacheivable targets.
I just am gonna try to be happier, and not be so self defeatist. Loose some weight, beleive it or not I have over christmas, the one time of year over indulgence is acceptable and I refrain. Drink more (is it possible, we'll see), try be more tolerant of pensioners, youths, kids ( try doesnt mean I'm definatly going to do it).
And see loads of fucking bands, move in with a deece bunch of lassies, go on holiday wi' the wee yin (katie), get a job, get at least ONE driving lesson, be more creative.
I cant wait to go back down, I'm gonna try knit some more and sell some stuff cus I have a couple of ideas for wooly snowboarding headbands inspired by Katie. I'm also going to attempt to learn how to knitt mittens, I learned how to knit on 4 needles, so I'm not so dumb (i hope) so i can hopefully master that!
Anyhow I leave you with this SOBER image, yes sober, kind of. NY 2006
Geez a kish!
I can't actually remember what happened in this pic, it was possibly Clusk pulling out something I never wanted to see
I went to this party, although it wasnt too bad because it was just a bunch of us sitting in Marks parents living room watching their ridicoulously huge plasma screen and mocking bad boys, whilst I secretly perved on Rollins. Then the usual we flicked through the channels (while I consumed a large amount of vodka jelly shots and pints of bloody maries) to see some of Jools Holland and the new tradition of watching Still Game at New Years, although the sky kept on cutting out because of the fucking stormy weather. Drank some whiskey (I had to stick vodka in mines to make it go down better because it was cheap shite) cheered and hugged and all that.
Then strays started to come to the party because George Square was cancelled. It was mainly 18-20 year olds Mark vaguely knew showing up and started to destroy the place, I felt sorry for him because he was so polite about it all when he made it clear that his parents spent a fortune tidying the place up then this guy Clusk who gets right on my tits any time I see him started to phone his mates and dealers, then it went wrong...I was tempted to go into the other room and go off on one because Fi & Mark were kind of getting pissed off and upset.
Although I got to spend it with my best friend so its not all bad.
Next year I dont really wanna party, I hate partying with fucking idiots. I'm just gonna get a good bunch of people together for drinks and a laugh.
I've just finished typing up a peice on Banksy and Freddie Robbins for my Crafts in Context essay, just got a peice on Ray Materson to do, I'm just being so fucking lazy about it. I've still got other work to do but thats not to be completed by mid January/ beginning of February, but the essay has to be handed in next thursday so its a priority. Then I have a week or 2 to get all my fibre arts stuff completed including some small woven garden installations inspired by hiding places and stuff. I just cant find images of flowers and stuff to research and draw and my printer has ran out of ink. GREAT!
I'm going home Sat or Sun, can't wait to see Katie!!! and get back to snowboarding. I just dont want to go back to tht house, I'm gonna have a look over my tenancy agreement to see if i can get out of it and move, I'm miserable in that house and I think its making everything feel alot worse than it actually is. Plus I'm pissed off that no one is bothering to help me back down with all my stuff, I'm fucking ragnig at my parents, I'm sick of always visiting so I'm not going back up to EK for a while, I'm just gonna be staying in Glasgow most weekends, which I suppose isnt too bad. If they wanna see me they can get off their lazy arses and come down and visit me and leave EK for once. Rant over...I dont wanna get too pissed off, its only the beginning of the year.
I dont have any resolutions as such because no one ever keeps them because they make ridiculous unacheivable targets.
I just am gonna try to be happier, and not be so self defeatist. Loose some weight, beleive it or not I have over christmas, the one time of year over indulgence is acceptable and I refrain. Drink more (is it possible, we'll see), try be more tolerant of pensioners, youths, kids ( try doesnt mean I'm definatly going to do it).
And see loads of fucking bands, move in with a deece bunch of lassies, go on holiday wi' the wee yin (katie), get a job, get at least ONE driving lesson, be more creative.
I cant wait to go back down, I'm gonna try knit some more and sell some stuff cus I have a couple of ideas for wooly snowboarding headbands inspired by Katie. I'm also going to attempt to learn how to knitt mittens, I learned how to knit on 4 needles, so I'm not so dumb (i hope) so i can hopefully master that!
Anyhow I leave you with this SOBER image, yes sober, kind of. NY 2006
Geez a kish!
I can't actually remember what happened in this pic, it was possibly Clusk pulling out something I never wanted to see
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whisky and vodka in the same glass?? hmm...not commenting on that..
Your work sounds exasperatingly interesting - I've saved over my course in all the spare time over the last two days making bloody samples of casting-on/off and garter stitch. I'm embarking on a slightly more challenging project knitting something for an SG.
My stamina ran out today at 4 days back to the routine. No thanks to some of my relatives though, I really see where you're coming from (and your folks aren't).