I’m procrastinating going to bed again…

I started to type some really deep involved thing about how Andy how he
comes to me to check if its ok for him to buy something, even though we
don’t even live together, but I realised something. It was really,
really dull.

I mean, seriously, who cares about our relationship and the wee quirks
between us. The only person who might be even the slightest bit
interested doesn’t read this thing. Maybe this is why my Blog HOT or NOT
rating is so low, I only write really boring shit stuff that maybe no
one actually bothers to read, even though, somehow, I’ve managed to get
1490 hits.

I’ve the distinct feeling I should quit while I’m slightly ahead.

On another note, I’d forgotten how cool the Mædieval Bæbes are, TruFree
Custard Creams are really nice, and I found another Speedway fan on
Spacefem.com

Tired now, night….

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Mood: Exceedingly random

Nothing really blog worthy has happened.

Yeah I blogged to tell you that.

Yeah I need a life. I’m working on it honest!

What is the difference between pizza base and bread? The other day I had
pizza and was fine. The next day I had a white bread roll, and was
coughing and hacking almost before I’d finished it. The doctor couldn’t
answer me, can any of you?

And is it wrong to want to tell a good mate to piss off so you an your
significant other can have some [censored] time?

The ‘rents have gone away for the weekend and I was going to have
a LAN party, but sort of forgot about it…
Oh and go see The Adventures of Baron Von Münchhausen. It is the
best film evAr. ‘Quick! Back in the fish!’ Tehe

And as if by magic, the Shopkeeper disappeared….

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..But Andy and I just had another fight. You know those days when you
really don’t want to go any were or do anything? Well today is one of
those days, but yesterday I said I would go to his, even though I didn’t
really want to. And then today, I made all sorts of excuses before
telling him, I just didn’t want to, and he said, ‘I really wanted to see
you. You might as well have stabbed me it hurts that much. Just leave me
alone.’

Now part of me is really upset about all this, and that part cried for a
while, but the vindictive side of me says it serves him right, for doing
the same to me so many times. I just can’t decide who’s right, or what I
should do…

I had a bunch of gelatin based sweets last night, with out thinking of
the consequences, and now my chest is really tight, and because I was
upset I just went and ate a whole pepperoni and cheese pizza all by
myself…

Today is not a good day….

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Just a quick update because I really have nothing blog about or better
to do.

Andy thinks I have ‘Issues’. Go here:
http://www.darkliquid.net/index.php?catid=4 if you don’t believe me. I
sure as hell wouldn’t. So I went over his last night, the idea was that
we would ‘Talk’ about my ‘Issues’. What actually happened was:
He was doing computery stuff, I got bored and demanded caffeine, we go
downstairs to discover there is none, so we go to TESCO to get some, and
I end up getting a Greek salad [very nice, shouldn't have eaten the
cheese] and a thing of Smirnoff Ice. Then we watched Blackball [very
funny, go see it], he fell asleep half way through. I finished watching
the film and went to bed also.
Next morning several books arrived for him, including the long sought
after new Neal Asher book, several Requiem for Mankind books, and a
megatokyo graphic novel [http://megatokyo.com].

We did no talking about my alleged issues at all. And I’m still not sure
if that is a good or bad thing…

I also played The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind most of Sunday and
Monday. Its a very addictive game, that I will now go play s’more.

Ciao all

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..the bikers are out in force.

Not that I really mind, of course. In fact I actively encourage it. I’ve just been down the Quay with the ‘rents. I can’t ride yet so I went pillion on Dad’s Triumph Tiger 650 [USA spec], but there where some lovely classics and cruisers down there, along with a couple of odd-balls. Like the Money Bike Owners Club….

It was getting quite breezy when we finally left, and the ride back left me quite tired [wind go huffy puffy, I'll blow your bike over], so I will sign off for now, but there is nothing quite like the floaty feeling you get as you lean into a corner just right…

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I went out with people on friday. We went to Rubys, a seriously cool gay club. I had half a bottle of cheap wine before hand, and a smirnoff ice in the club, so I was pretty loose. We started off in the middle of the floor, and [this always happens to me] ended up right by the front by the huge speakers. Where Dan ‘introduced’ me to this little russian girl, who didn’t really have any one to dance with, and since niether did I, we danced. About 1am all the alchohol and fatigue started to kick in and greg dragged me off the floor thankfully before I collapsed and I waved good bye to my new freind.

I’m not sure quite how long I sat there trying not to faint, but lo and behold, little russian girl shows up and sits next to me. I decide to be nice: I tell her my name and she tells me hers, I think we say some others things, but I can’t remember what they are. Around 0130 I tell her I’m going to get my coat so I can go home [having sobered up enough to stand without assistance], I come back, to tell her good bye properly and she’s vanished. I’m sad about it.

I get home and [apparently] I can’t stop talking about her. Later next day, Dan and Monkey come round. I try to grill him about little russian girl and the two people outside the club that seem to know her, but he is spectacually unhelpful.

I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her all weekend and all today, [I even had a dream about her!] and it’s really pissing me off. I think it might have been a opportunity of some kind I’ve missed. Dan said he though she liked me, and I think she did too. Afterall, why would you sit next to someone and not talk or w/e for half a night if you hated that person?

But, damn girl! Get outta my head!

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