Life through the eyes of a lonely, sad englishman with a few pearls of proper philosophy hidden in the muck.
Sunday, 9 January 2011
saturday night fever
i woke up pretty late, even for me, went to my grandmas to tell her the good news, she gave me bucks fizz and got me to ring a relative that i barely know. went into town had a few drinks with a couple of friends it was a good time, had a few pints of guinness, nectar of the gods, well that and fish'n'chips. played a few of the quiz games on the machine in the pub, i won a quid but lost overall, put quite a bit into the bloody thing. but it doesn't matter, it was a good laugh. it did make me feel quite lonely though because i wouldn't feel able to on my own, because i am not that kind of person. although one of my friends aquantances, he didn't really consider her to be a friend, was pretty fit actually. god i'm a self pitying bastard.
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