ha harr. Now that my number of blog posts=a sexual position (one that sounds a bit suspect to me...could easily lead to joint assphyixiation) I feel I have really achieved something. Being as it is, a while since i did ANYTHING i was proud of. So, what news from the Rivermark?
I Shaved. to some that might not seem like much but given that I look like the illigitimate child of a werewolf and a wookie its kinda a big deal round these parts-but not those other southern parts cause i'm not trying to impress anyone and it would be maddeningly itchy. Any ways, its mainly a monthy affair and can take between 10 to 30 mins. so really tis kinda a big hairy period. or not
saw some of the crew on tuesday, drank far too much but never did anything stupid on account of the fact that everywhere waters down its hooch. Madness? THIS IS GLASGOW!!!! Also been hanging with C to the L a lot. for some reason we always end up putting heads. I blame it on myself and my lack of peer to peer social interaction.
I'ce decided to get a bit more fiction into this blog. Then maybe it will contain something other than innuendo. see last post for such an example
FACT of the day. Bruce Cambell is awesome, and his upcoming film better be as well
Friday, 18 January 2008
prostrated before a prostitute
(Fiction....Based on numerous harsh facts)
After they had finished (Or at the very least after he had) he turned to whisper in her ear. “That was…nice”
“Hmm?” she said as she got up and wriggled into her tight fitting skirt
“Where are you going?”
“It’s only midnight. I can still find more business”
“Business…”
“And it was a pleasure doing business with you” She looked into his hurt confused face “Look, It’s fifty a fuck, an that’s me giving you what I’m assuming is a first time buyers deal”
“I didn’t…I don’t have…I thought you liked me!”
She was about to spray him with mace from her cheap leather handbag and steal something valuable, but in the pale streetlight there were already tears welling up in his eyes. She sighed. This was why you should always demand money upfront…pun intended. But he was a beautiful boy, and innocence was something she did not often come across while working.
“Look, just forget about it, and don’t be so fucking naïve in future. I know girls that would have cut your dick off for doing this” He was really weeping now so she decided to end her tough love lecture. “I’m gonna grab some food and them I’m gonna, OK?”
He nodded his downcast head
After she left he lay back and smiled. All too easy. Which ideally was how all women should be. He went to the kitchen to see what “payment” she had taken. Maybe a banana or a carrot he thought and smiled. The smile turned to a grimace when he opened the fridge. The Bitch had taken the last choc-ice.
After they had finished (Or at the very least after he had) he turned to whisper in her ear. “That was…nice”
“Hmm?” she said as she got up and wriggled into her tight fitting skirt
“Where are you going?”
“It’s only midnight. I can still find more business”
“Business…”
“And it was a pleasure doing business with you” She looked into his hurt confused face “Look, It’s fifty a fuck, an that’s me giving you what I’m assuming is a first time buyers deal”
“I didn’t…I don’t have…I thought you liked me!”
She was about to spray him with mace from her cheap leather handbag and steal something valuable, but in the pale streetlight there were already tears welling up in his eyes. She sighed. This was why you should always demand money upfront…pun intended. But he was a beautiful boy, and innocence was something she did not often come across while working.
“Look, just forget about it, and don’t be so fucking naïve in future. I know girls that would have cut your dick off for doing this” He was really weeping now so she decided to end her tough love lecture. “I’m gonna grab some food and them I’m gonna, OK?”
He nodded his downcast head
After she left he lay back and smiled. All too easy. Which ideally was how all women should be. He went to the kitchen to see what “payment” she had taken. Maybe a banana or a carrot he thought and smiled. The smile turned to a grimace when he opened the fridge. The Bitch had taken the last choc-ice.
Thursday, 10 January 2008
who wants to get caught in a net with bob?
ha harr, finally able to type. damn you bill gates, always messing me the consumer about in a market you've vicsiously monopolised.
So, gonna stop moaning about my lack of readership, being as it is fairly consistant with the amount of effort I put into this blog. Sides, as blogs go it's pretty guarded, consisting mainly of typos, poor innuendos and bitching about work. It's only rarely that the curtain twitches aside revealing (the wizard) more intimate details of my impressive manly phisique of a life.
so, saw C-to the -L today, where together we made starts to our overdue essays, with the water in danger of breaking at any moment. Still, ignorance is bliss and in my mind if i don't know about the trouble i could get in, then it's far less likely to happen.
had a brief ron-day-voo with jane at the union after work on tues, but she was somewhat distracted. fair do's there though, as distractions are easy to come by and hard to ignore in this mean city, so i just went downstairs and got good and drunk on cheap ass drink. It's a guy thing. was I hoping that a young lady with the winning combination of foxy looks, randomocity, geekyness and low self esteem approach me? well I always am. didn't happen of course so left for home.
Unfortunatly had to walk through a storm to get there, but nothing scythed me in half so no worries
finished watching lost season 2! how much to I rock? 108% baby
thought of the day-if life gives you lemons, throw them at people so you knock them out and steal their delicious apples
So, gonna stop moaning about my lack of readership, being as it is fairly consistant with the amount of effort I put into this blog. Sides, as blogs go it's pretty guarded, consisting mainly of typos, poor innuendos and bitching about work. It's only rarely that the curtain twitches aside revealing (the wizard) more intimate details of my impressive manly phisique of a life.
so, saw C-to the -L today, where together we made starts to our overdue essays, with the water in danger of breaking at any moment. Still, ignorance is bliss and in my mind if i don't know about the trouble i could get in, then it's far less likely to happen.
had a brief ron-day-voo with jane at the union after work on tues, but she was somewhat distracted. fair do's there though, as distractions are easy to come by and hard to ignore in this mean city, so i just went downstairs and got good and drunk on cheap ass drink. It's a guy thing. was I hoping that a young lady with the winning combination of foxy looks, randomocity, geekyness and low self esteem approach me? well I always am. didn't happen of course so left for home.
Unfortunatly had to walk through a storm to get there, but nothing scythed me in half so no worries
finished watching lost season 2! how much to I rock? 108% baby
thought of the day-if life gives you lemons, throw them at people so you knock them out and steal their delicious apples
Monday, 7 January 2008
sabotage
I have an eassy due today. rather than write it I watched cartoons (isn't avatar awesome!) and indulged in liquidy sins (but then most sins do involve liquid........?) I had an eassay due a month ago that still aint done. sometimes it feels like i purposefully screw things up for myself. and then have the audacity to complain and misplace blame about it laters.
bah, curse my lack of get up and go attitude
bah, curse my lack of get up and go attitude
Sunday, 6 January 2008
I can't get no satisfaction
Had a day of regression yester. sat up late with old friends playing videogames and poker and drinking and talking PULENTY shit. always makes me smile when we have those same old convos that we had way back when, and realising that despite appearances, people don't actually change that much. not in a bad way of course. all their good points stay the same, its just their vices that evolve. from chocolate to booze to women to smoking and to other stuff. our sins become more glamerous whilst our virtures remain true and steady.
and yet, today was one that was wanting of any kind of action. and this kinda day always annoys me, where nothing is achived. the real stinger is you KNOW that you could easily have done something cool, mayhap even awesome, or failing those, at least something useful and productive. I dunno, I always end up getting all fired up to do shit anf then within a few hours loose all momentum to follow through with said shit. tis a vicious and fairly linear circle type thing. I blame my incredibly short attention span, what with teen angst fast running out as a legitamit excuse
quote of the day-if lifes a stage, whos controlling the trap door?
the fat controller thats who
and yet, today was one that was wanting of any kind of action. and this kinda day always annoys me, where nothing is achived. the real stinger is you KNOW that you could easily have done something cool, mayhap even awesome, or failing those, at least something useful and productive. I dunno, I always end up getting all fired up to do shit anf then within a few hours loose all momentum to follow through with said shit. tis a vicious and fairly linear circle type thing. I blame my incredibly short attention span, what with teen angst fast running out as a legitamit excuse
quote of the day-if lifes a stage, whos controlling the trap door?
the fat controller thats who
Saturday, 5 January 2008
twas the season
It's been some time since my last entry. quite a while since I posted as well. maha
xmas was very good. went home for 3 whole days of chilled outness and binge eating. and that, my friends, is what xmas is all about for Team K. My old man is damn good in the kitchen and is justifibly proud of what he can dish up. And let me tell you, going for 2 months on 2 meals a day-both concisting of rice, I appreciate a good heaty meal no end. contraversially, there was very little drinking on my part, as I was either driving, or was too tired and Ill to indulge.
the jolly fat man with the suspicious "love" of all children was pretty good to me this year. got a harmonica, which in my opinion has a definite cool factor to it. and who doesn't like blowing on an organ??? Plenty books and some clothes as well. and some kick ass comics off andaroo. my own presents went down quite well, despite all being bought on xmas eve.
conversly new year was pretty shit. on its eve i had a vast misunderstanding, mistaking the west end for rutherglen, and thus spent it in the warm loving company of myself. still, it meant i got to bed early, which was good considering i had a 12 hour shift on new years day (double time woo) was pretty much the only one working that didn't look like a hungover zombie.
and now all this annoying festiveness is behind, back to the ole routine of working reading and playing geetar (and harmonica). as routines go ts not all that bad,but can get you down if you do it constantly for more than a week. Hence my jaunt home to see the folks.
thought of the day-is it wrong that I'm vommit green with envy that all my friends blogs have at least twice as many views as me? still now a pic of the studatron is up no doubt views will shoot up like a junkie with a trust fund
xmas was very good. went home for 3 whole days of chilled outness and binge eating. and that, my friends, is what xmas is all about for Team K. My old man is damn good in the kitchen and is justifibly proud of what he can dish up. And let me tell you, going for 2 months on 2 meals a day-both concisting of rice, I appreciate a good heaty meal no end. contraversially, there was very little drinking on my part, as I was either driving, or was too tired and Ill to indulge.
the jolly fat man with the suspicious "love" of all children was pretty good to me this year. got a harmonica, which in my opinion has a definite cool factor to it. and who doesn't like blowing on an organ??? Plenty books and some clothes as well. and some kick ass comics off andaroo. my own presents went down quite well, despite all being bought on xmas eve.
conversly new year was pretty shit. on its eve i had a vast misunderstanding, mistaking the west end for rutherglen, and thus spent it in the warm loving company of myself. still, it meant i got to bed early, which was good considering i had a 12 hour shift on new years day (double time woo) was pretty much the only one working that didn't look like a hungover zombie.
and now all this annoying festiveness is behind, back to the ole routine of working reading and playing geetar (and harmonica). as routines go ts not all that bad,but can get you down if you do it constantly for more than a week. Hence my jaunt home to see the folks.
thought of the day-is it wrong that I'm vommit green with envy that all my friends blogs have at least twice as many views as me? still now a pic of the studatron is up no doubt views will shoot up like a junkie with a trust fund
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