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31 July He talks like a gentlemanHow amazing is The Killer's new song!?
And how good are The View!?
And WHAT THE FUCK has happened to Nelly Futardo!!!?
Right, obeying Strudey's I'm making an impromptu blog. Hehe. I sound like Galley! Reet, well, last week saw much bumming about in West Park, which is always a larf. But alas my bendy park buddy is leaving me for a week while she swans off to France :'( Hehe. "Swanning off to Redesmere" That worked VERY well. In other news, Strudey got some wet flubber and a watering can :D and Jenny goes on holiday WAY too much :(
Slightly more importantly, I've begun job hunting for next year, which is actually quite fun. I even went out to Tegg's Nose this afternoon to talk to people at an environmental awareness thing to see if they could find me a job. So I have lots of phone numbers to ring. Normally, everything goes incredibly well until "Qualifications required" *BOLLOCKS* Ah well. I can laze around for a while longer I guess. And speaking of phone calls, I really need to phone driving instructor lady.
And I think I've broken my mum's heat lamp thing. I was using it on my poorly side and I managed to knock it off the table and it hasn't worked sinse. Whoopsies. But that lamp is the most bizare thing. It gives off an incredibly bright red light, and using it in the middle of the night with my curtains open turned out not to be a great idea, as swarms drunken Irishmen came to visit Macclesfield's notorious red light district! Hehe. I may have been in trouble if I didn't live on a cobbled hill, which drunken folk "cannae be feckin' arsed" climbling up! And on a similar note, some stupid chav dragged a wheelie bin up our hill one night and it seriously felt like there was an earthquake or something. And a crazy old man in the flats opposite me came out and presumably threatened to "pop a cap in his ass." MOFO!
Night night x 16 July I'm going to give you the choice I never had..."So...what do you want to do now?"
"...I'd like to kiss you."
"...Okay."
Hedwig and the Angry Inch is without a doubt the most down-right weird film I've ever seen. For who those who haven't seen/heard of it it's a musical about a male rock singer who had a sex change to marry a black police man so he could cross the Berlin wall into West Germany. And guess what the 'angry inch' is!
"SIX INCHES FORWARDS AND FIVE INCHES BACK; I'VE GOT AN ANGRY INCH, I'VE GOT AN ANGRY INCH!"
Blooming hilarious! Talking of ridiculous penis stories..."Have you ever seen a big cock?"
Hehehehe! The things drunk people say/try to eat!
The Automatic are fantastic! "You just have to wiggle your bum to it." But not as fantastic as the Chilis who are without doubt the most amazing band ever! (in my humble opinion) They nearly killed Strudey the rocked so hard :p I jumped repeatedly on some old lady's feet during By The Way which served her right for being the most intolerably boring woman I've ever seen. She didn't move all day. Why the hell are you at a rock concert you dull cunt?!
What else has happened? Erm, I sawed down a huge bush/tree which was most exhilarating. I saw Pirates of the Caribbean which was "fun in a camp kind of way" but nowhere near as good as the first film. It's so obvious that they've made two films out of one story line just to squeeze a bit more money out of it. AND BARBOSA GOT SHOT! WTF?
And, the revelation of my holidays so far... JAMES DEAN WAS A NERD! We saw the proof in a biography in Waterstones.
Strudey - "My God! That is not him."
Me - "Seems there's hope for everyone."
Random fat woman - "Pfft...do you think?"
I love it when randomers join in your conversations, no matter how suicidal they are!
WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FIRING FIREWORKS? NOBODY CAN SEE THEM YOU DUMB CHAV! And it's not late enough to be deemed loutish antisocial behavior by waking up old ladies from their dreams of floral curtains and kashmir sweaters and whatever else they think about.
Despite hours of cricket (we got battered yesterday :( ) and days of sunbathing in the park I actually seem to be going paler. I really don't understand my damn skin.
And, in case you're remotely interested, it was a dog skeleton in the box which I uncovered at the end of the last episode.
Oh you'll like this; I almost managed to set the house on fire cooking steak this evening. I say that, it wasn't really my fault at all. A gust of wind from the open door blew a piece of kitchen roll into the flame underneath the steaks, set on fire and the flames blew onto the wallpaper. But my terrified reactions were quick enough to douse the flames before I died!
"Forgive me if I have a lingering respect for life." I love that film so much.
"That's some repugnant shit!" I love that text message.
"I appologise for my behavior last night." I REALLY love that message!
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