I'm getting stoned and drunk, and jamming out some blues music (before I reach the stage where only simple G-C-D chords are possible), with my handsome, bearded friend :D
I'm getting stoned and drunk, and jamming out some blues music (before I reach the stage where only simple G-C-D chords are possible), with my handsome, bearded friend :D
^^ lets hope he is wearing the horse tail and climbing lamp posts :D saw him live back in 97 in Finsbury Park, just fukin awesome.
Glad work is done for the day, mental this week as I'm half way between an old and new boss and have shit loads on, all of which can now wait until next week.
I have a netbook to fix and some amphetamines to hand, everyone else is out.....might just put on some tunnage and have some food first
Weekend! Spent last night with some old mates getting drunk and playing beer pong, awesome to see em both. Today we had a rather pleasant scenic drive out, came back to my parents and are now monged on codeine being lazy cos it's a nice day and I am not hungover. Tomorrow, a three hour drive to Birmingham for a week to stay with Mrs Snolls' lot which is always ridiculously fun.
I decided to walk down to a different beach to the one ive normally been going to, for a bit of a change. Well no one told me id be walking over a 390m high hill/mountain that was so steep motorbikes were struggling to descend it without locking the brakes and skidding.
Answers on a postcard from people who have had a worse friday. Thanks.
My cultured, intelligent, and sophisticated wife is currently reclining on the sofa with a glass of wine watching a TV programme called "Cats Make Us Laugh Out Loud 2", while I'm about to start lugging a shitload of floorboards from the downstairs hallway up 3 flights of stairs to the loft.