Sunday, September 06, 2009
A friend in needs a friend indeed, A friend with weed is better, A friend with breasts and all the rest, A friend who's dressed in leather.
Hey Hey.
Improptu update, it's Sunday night and I'm trying to pass the time, I could eat some food but then that'd be eating for the sake of eating, besides, I've just had my tea.
So Barker is back in town and it's great to see him again, he arrived last Sunday and did a DJ set at Rehab, he was fucking good too, I didn't think I'd enjoy it, didn't want to enjoy it, it's not really my thing, you know, dum dum music, but I have to hold my hands up, I had a good time, I even started tapping my foot to the tunes at one point, which was totally out of character. Bullough was over from Morley too and Andy Chiu was in town, the usual crowd were also out so it was a cracking night all round, I left a little after 2am, but Bull and Chris stayed on 'till closing and rolled home at about 6am (apparently) needless to say Bullough had a stinking hangover the next day and looked rough when I saw him, Hannah had to get the train to Harrogate to drive him home, so I'm guessing he's used up all his brownie points now and probably still living on the sofa, nay mind, everyone had a good time, so I'm guessing it was worth it.
I've not really done anything worth mentioning this week, I played poker at Robs on Friday night and didn't win, I guess my heart wasn't in it, as I usually win if I put in a little bit of effort, nay mind, there's always next time.
Going out with Barker tonight as it's his last night in Harrogate before returning to the slums of Bath, I'm not sure what the plan is, maybe go to the quiz at the Coach and Horses, I don't know, see what happens when we get to town.
My new favourite author is Phillip M. Margolin, who writes legal thillers, similar to Grisham, so I'm happy that I've found another great vein on novels to get through, I wonder how long it would take to read every book ever written? (excluding louis de bernier because he's truly terrible).
Barker was showing me some thing he did for a Jack Daniels promotion where he had to interview Brett Anderson (lead singer from Suede) which is pretty cool, as I get star struck just watching tv, this was pretty fucking exciting for me, and quite how I would have composed myself during the interview would be a different matter, first thing I would ask is if he had Justine Frischmanns number, then press him to get Louise Weners number, maybe? I don't know. He also interviewd Carl Barratt who is the other one in that band with Pete Docherty, the Libertines. He seemed like a dick and I would have made him look like a cunt by telling him to move from the chair because I was waiting for someone famous. Cock!
I watched Tim Vine live (dvd) yesterday, it's really funny, but even I (a massive fan)found him a bit tedious after 45 minutes, still, I've managed to nick half his material and will be passing it off as my own over the next few weeks, so don't ask if I've stolen it, because I probably have.
If you haven't tried them yet, get some frosties cerial bars from the shop, they are fooking tasty and bad for you, but who gives a shit, I can whole heartedly recommend them, so keep your eye out for them next time you go shopping.
Had a very funny conversation with my dad about my 8GB memory stick, he doesn't know how you can get a movie on something so small, 'how does the film spin round in that thing?' he asked I just shook my head, then I told him that I can get about ten films on that little thing, and he was totally flabbergasted, sometimes old people can be so funny.
Well,I think that'll do for now. I've been sober for 9 months now by the way, I know you are probably getting bored of the monthly 'I've been sober for....' but fuck it, It's my blog, I realise it's also no longer a suprise as I must have been sober because I'm still alive and updating this blog, if I was drinking again then I'd be in my wooden overcoat.
Well. Definitely going now, go to go get some moolah then meet Chris.
Toodle ooh, take care peoples.
Woggzeh.
Improptu update, it's Sunday night and I'm trying to pass the time, I could eat some food but then that'd be eating for the sake of eating, besides, I've just had my tea.
So Barker is back in town and it's great to see him again, he arrived last Sunday and did a DJ set at Rehab, he was fucking good too, I didn't think I'd enjoy it, didn't want to enjoy it, it's not really my thing, you know, dum dum music, but I have to hold my hands up, I had a good time, I even started tapping my foot to the tunes at one point, which was totally out of character. Bullough was over from Morley too and Andy Chiu was in town, the usual crowd were also out so it was a cracking night all round, I left a little after 2am, but Bull and Chris stayed on 'till closing and rolled home at about 6am (apparently) needless to say Bullough had a stinking hangover the next day and looked rough when I saw him, Hannah had to get the train to Harrogate to drive him home, so I'm guessing he's used up all his brownie points now and probably still living on the sofa, nay mind, everyone had a good time, so I'm guessing it was worth it.
I've not really done anything worth mentioning this week, I played poker at Robs on Friday night and didn't win, I guess my heart wasn't in it, as I usually win if I put in a little bit of effort, nay mind, there's always next time.
Going out with Barker tonight as it's his last night in Harrogate before returning to the slums of Bath, I'm not sure what the plan is, maybe go to the quiz at the Coach and Horses, I don't know, see what happens when we get to town.
My new favourite author is Phillip M. Margolin, who writes legal thillers, similar to Grisham, so I'm happy that I've found another great vein on novels to get through, I wonder how long it would take to read every book ever written? (excluding louis de bernier because he's truly terrible).
Barker was showing me some thing he did for a Jack Daniels promotion where he had to interview Brett Anderson (lead singer from Suede) which is pretty cool, as I get star struck just watching tv, this was pretty fucking exciting for me, and quite how I would have composed myself during the interview would be a different matter, first thing I would ask is if he had Justine Frischmanns number, then press him to get Louise Weners number, maybe? I don't know. He also interviewd Carl Barratt who is the other one in that band with Pete Docherty, the Libertines. He seemed like a dick and I would have made him look like a cunt by telling him to move from the chair because I was waiting for someone famous. Cock!
I watched Tim Vine live (dvd) yesterday, it's really funny, but even I (a massive fan)found him a bit tedious after 45 minutes, still, I've managed to nick half his material and will be passing it off as my own over the next few weeks, so don't ask if I've stolen it, because I probably have.
If you haven't tried them yet, get some frosties cerial bars from the shop, they are fooking tasty and bad for you, but who gives a shit, I can whole heartedly recommend them, so keep your eye out for them next time you go shopping.
Had a very funny conversation with my dad about my 8GB memory stick, he doesn't know how you can get a movie on something so small, 'how does the film spin round in that thing?' he asked I just shook my head, then I told him that I can get about ten films on that little thing, and he was totally flabbergasted, sometimes old people can be so funny.
Well,I think that'll do for now. I've been sober for 9 months now by the way, I know you are probably getting bored of the monthly 'I've been sober for....' but fuck it, It's my blog, I realise it's also no longer a suprise as I must have been sober because I'm still alive and updating this blog, if I was drinking again then I'd be in my wooden overcoat.
Well. Definitely going now, go to go get some moolah then meet Chris.
Toodle ooh, take care peoples.
Woggzeh.
