About to start my second week of the summer block work. Which is exhausting. A small kid, about 13, told me that i had a nice arse and offered to buy me a Mcflurry from mcdonalds on friday. I don't recall trying to pull on school trips.
Me and J held film night on friday and i have to say we pull film night off pretty well. Leon, followed by el sexo y lucia (if i recall correctly) and then a film on sky around 2 in the morning which looking back could easily have been porn. We went to bed sometime around 5 with our bellies rumbling and discussing food and fell asleep sometime around 6, maybe even 7. We slept on and off until 2 in the afternoon and then J dropped me off in town on his way to work.
I tried to take a nap in the afternoon, R wanted to go into town. I caught the 7.06 bus and found myself catching a cab home shortly after 10.30. R was upset about D who seems progressively less interested as the days go on. Plus a guy had called her a slut in Rescue Rooms and i think herself esteem was at an all time low. I'd just downed atleast 7 shots and new that give it another 10 minutes i'd be uncomprehendable and unable to console her. So i suggested we call it a night. As a result i ended up a lot drunker on my arrival home than i was leaving town. I vaguely recall wandering into my parents room to enquire as to what they were watching, it looked of relative interest and i proceeded to wedge myself between the pair before mum suggested i go to bed.
It was then that R rang to discuss D further and puzzel over the whole unfortunate situation but by this point i'm pretty sure i was slurring my words and interjecting things that were not relevant to the topic of conversation.
Fathers day and carboot sale this morning. David Bowie for 20p on vinyl and The third series of 6 feet under for 4 quid. I text Russ and asked if i could borrow the first 2 series.
I need to finish an assignment. Before the end of June. Sighs.
Definately listen to "Dog Days are Over" By Florence + the machine. I'm addicted
Me and J held film night on friday and i have to say we pull film night off pretty well. Leon, followed by el sexo y lucia (if i recall correctly) and then a film on sky around 2 in the morning which looking back could easily have been porn. We went to bed sometime around 5 with our bellies rumbling and discussing food and fell asleep sometime around 6, maybe even 7. We slept on and off until 2 in the afternoon and then J dropped me off in town on his way to work.
I tried to take a nap in the afternoon, R wanted to go into town. I caught the 7.06 bus and found myself catching a cab home shortly after 10.30. R was upset about D who seems progressively less interested as the days go on. Plus a guy had called her a slut in Rescue Rooms and i think herself esteem was at an all time low. I'd just downed atleast 7 shots and new that give it another 10 minutes i'd be uncomprehendable and unable to console her. So i suggested we call it a night. As a result i ended up a lot drunker on my arrival home than i was leaving town. I vaguely recall wandering into my parents room to enquire as to what they were watching, it looked of relative interest and i proceeded to wedge myself between the pair before mum suggested i go to bed.
It was then that R rang to discuss D further and puzzel over the whole unfortunate situation but by this point i'm pretty sure i was slurring my words and interjecting things that were not relevant to the topic of conversation.
Fathers day and carboot sale this morning. David Bowie for 20p on vinyl and The third series of 6 feet under for 4 quid. I text Russ and asked if i could borrow the first 2 series.
I need to finish an assignment. Before the end of June. Sighs.
Definately listen to "Dog Days are Over" By Florence + the machine. I'm addicted
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