as me and ben sat there in the big boat with cheap beer we decided that actually being bored is pretty chillax. then i went to the cockpit and spent my weeks budget on pop punk. louise turned nasty after a couple of pieces of takeaway lamb saying "fuck you i don't want to be a power ranger anymore". today i had two cheese and onion slices and two pints of milk. we watched dead man's shoes and then i played wii and totally rocked the bowling, though was a little disappointed to find i have the fitness age of a 62 year old. i don't think that's quite fair. i'm getting fairly close to a noise complaint as well, let's hope i can hold out until christmas.
on a musical note, guffaw, i can't stop listening to hot club de paris or say anything. i haven't played my bass in about 2 weeks, and i'm getting withdrawal. there is a depressing amount of blink 182 passing through my speakers.
this blog is really as much for me as it is anyone else, it will serve as a page full of self-indulgent ramblings and a reminder of what actually happens in my life, for the times when i forget.
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