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2 years ago
A Poem
I wrote a poem with fridge magnets today.
Milk Spring of it’s luscious honey through the skin of Summer,
Trudge behind Death in the Forest of Delirious Sleep
And under the Goddess’ dream water
Swim for mad eternity yet recall your drunken symphony
when only in light of shadow we sing in a delicate, frantic whisper
Storm of vision crush my sordid lovers
who always play with raw power
It is their diamond music I worship.
So uhhh, do you like it?
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2 years ago
Dude, Where’s my blog?
Yea, I return after forgetting my password and possibly that this thing existed.
Anyway lots of stuff’s happened since I last posted, for one the problem from my last post’s been fixed, I just get stoned, that fixes it. Or I drink faster and stronger drinks. Goodbye Mr. Liver, it was a pleasure to spend the majority of my life with you.
And hooray! It’s Christmas Eve!
Bah humbug. The music pisses me off as does the shopping. The shops are full of idiots and the whole of December suddenly becomes incredibly expensive. This isn’t about Jesus being born, it’s about taking my money. At least the food’s nice and the general merriment outweighs the aforementioned downsides.
And next up it’s Easter. There were chocolate eggs in Budgens today, which confused me since Jesus hasn’t been born yet and you’re preparing for his death? Although that is what that third (and probably the least popular) wise man or king or nutcase or whatever did when he brought along some Myrh.
Well rant over, at least until New Year’s Eve when I end up stuck indoors because either no one wants to host a party or I’m less popular than I thought and it’s all happening behind my back.
As usual, if you took the time to read this, thanks.
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2 years ago
Wine Stains and Smashed Glass
Yes, I’m continuing to name my posts after songs. Today it’s from Vamps N Gypsies.
Anyway it appears I have a drinking problem. Not a “You should go to those meetings” problem. A “Why the hell isn’t this making me drunk?” problem. It seems that all my mates can’t handle their drink at all as it takes them a couple of bottles of Smirnoff Ice or a 4-pack of lager to get pissed as a pudding. Me however, oh no. I sat there last night completely sober after 8 bottles of Carlsberg and a bottle of Jager. Thus, I end up looking after the idiots who drank too much and aren’t doing so well. Fan-bloody-tastic.
So what I’m really whining about is my tolerant liver / brain / whatever organ it is. Being the only sober person amongst 50 odd drunks is no fun at all.
Bleh, I just realised how pathetic this whine sounded. Oh well, thanks for reading about my probable alcoholism.
And remember: it’s not a problem if they haven’t tried to trade you for booze yet. -
2 years ago
Disposable Teens
The other day I got dragged shopping with my mates after college.
Now, it seems the latest cool clothing label to have is “Super-Dry” which is only available from none other than my mortal enemy, Army & Navy. Now, I have my reasons for hating this shop, mostly being my Mum. Every week (maybe fortnight) when I was younger she’d drag me out shopping and go in there and there’s always radiators on or something. I mean, even in the blistering heat of summer they’d have the radiators on full blast. I never understood how people could work in that awful shop.
Anyway, so I’ve been dragged out shopping and we’re browsing this latest cool clothing line. And I’m inquisitive as to why Super-Dry is suddenly the most awesome clothes ever.
I’ll take a quick break to say I was wearing an Iron Maiden T-Shirt and £5 Jeans from Tesco. Yea, that’s how fashionable I am.
So the response is vague and apparently it “just is”. What great reasons for spending £40 on a Polo Shirt (Especially since Primark’s just down the road). So, I quit my bitchin’ and went along with it. But it made me wonder, What will they do when Super-Dry is not the cool brand?
On the bus home, I then ended up listening to the Marilyn Manson song which is now the title. It seemed pretty fitting to my afternoon, plus I needed a title for this blog and “Walking on Sunshine” or “Boy Named Sue” wouldn’t work as well.
Thanks for taking the time to read this (Yes, all three of you). And I shall now go to sleep.
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2 years ago
Hello there.
Hi
Well, honestly I haven’t got a clue how this stuff works. Hopefully the background-theme thingy is black. Not that I’m trying to be some moody, depressing, whiny emo bitch or anything. I’m trying to “save the planet” because if stuff’s black then the lights or whatever they are on your computer screen aren’t active and use less energy. Which is good, because we’re supposed to be being eco-friendly.
Well I know I’m supposed to be, especially since my local council has decided on giving us a crazy new bin system where we recycle everything possible and I now have about 8 different colour-coded wheely bins outside. It’s confusing, and if you screw up they’ll fine you. Or so I heard.
I don’t want to be fined. I have no money as it is. No job either. Couldn’t even volunteer at the RSPCA shelter over the summer. Hopefully I’ll be able to get one at some point now I actually have some qualifications. I doubt it though. Especially not where it involves interfacing with the customer. I’ve been told I look scary.
But I don’t want to look scary. Sure it has some useful applications but I’d much rather be an approchable member of society, not the guy who has people crossing the street to escape him or having parents say “Step away from the weirdo” to their children. Although I was dressed as a pirate that time.
Anyways, I’m not sure why I’m typing this, it’s not like anyone will read it. Sky might, but she’ll probably get bored by the 2nd paragraph. If not and you’re reading this then thanks for taking the time to have a brief insight into my life.
I probably won’t post regularly. I’m lazy and forgetful like that. I will post when major stuff happens, like getting a job or a girlfriend (Pfft. Yea right) or saving Nakatomi Plaza from a group of international terrorists.
Oh wait, that’s John McClane.
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