Hey y’all, time for a quick weekend report from the Stu… I think I’ve just broken something at work so I’ll have time to churn this out before being given my P45 and shown the door…
For some reason last Thursday felt like Friday, even though I didn’t have Friday off. So with nothing better to do at 5pm a couple of workmates and I decided to head out for a drink…
Numerous drinks later I joined Messers Bell and Moseley at The Venue to check out a few bands, including New York’s finest (HAAAARRRR!) Radio 4. Suitably unimpressed, we headed on to Opium where I drunkenly offended a perplexed Aaron Bell – apologies again dude : )
Friday at work was a barrel of laughs, but a lunchtime trip to Bau Waus helped things along. Mmmmmm.
My dad turned a grand 55 on Thursday so I caught a train home to Montrose at 4, was home by 6, bored by 7. Went out on a limb and got in touch with my one remaining contact in Montrose with the hope of being able to indulge in one of the few interesting things to do there: get PISHED. My hopes were dashed when I found out he was having a quiet night in with the girlfriend…
MAY YOU BURN IN HELL FOR THAT JAMIE MOWATT….!
To be honest I wasn’t too bothered as Thursday night had been a big one. So I stayed in and had a bath and probably cracked one off while my parents were at their badminton club.
Saturday was birthday celebrations which involved my dad and I barbecueing loads of MEAT which was tremendous fun. Eating it was even better.
Back to Edinburgh on Saturday night for my flatmate Neil’s birthday. Got in a taxi and asked him to take me to The Laughing Duck which was fun – go to the web-page, ahaaahaaaaa. I rechristened the party ‘Guess the Gender Night’ as soon as I saw the DJ. It was on to The Egg after that (oh how apt for this time of year) where I sniffed out all available drugs then necked them. The rest of the night was hazy and I think I made quite a fool of myself on a few seperate occasions – oh haaahaahaahaaa.
Couple of parties and some guitar action and it was bed at 8am. There is more to the weekend but I can’t be arsed writing it down here. That’s all you’re getting, you’d better appreciate it you ungrateful cunts.
HAAARRRRR!
23-Apr-03 at 2:54 pm | Permalink
> Radio 4
I have to say I hated them utterly. Even the slightly odd GayChat dance outfit Outhud were more listenable.
> cracked one off while my parents were at badminton
No doubt smearing your rancid effluvium betwixt your parents’ pillows like some crusty glue sandwich.
> a fool of myself on a few seperate occasions
…and there’s another one Spelling Boy
> appreciate it you ungrateful cunts
you should send some of this into the Sun dude, there’s a job for you : )
23-Apr-03 at 3:37 pm | Permalink
I was going to go and edit my entry to correct my one spelling mistake but I won’t bother now, my dignity vanished a long time ago…
24-Apr-03 at 3:49 pm | Permalink
Fear not, here’s a couple of b3tas I picked out just for you…
First, the gentle dentist. Aww!
Second, a splendid wee cameo from our Iraqi friend.