Too Old.

Phil said that I am too old to be going clubbing. Oh well, I guess that I will just have to grow old disgracefully.

Nice

My hand hurts and so does my arm, my head and my ears...maybe I'm turning into a hypo con dri ac...

My boss asked me if I could get to work early next thursday...I said...no problem...what time???? He said about nine o'clock ;)

Colin, I had another nice game of Badminton last night.

OW!

Joshua's birthday but I didn't see him. He spent the day with Rebecca.

My brother and I went shopping. I bought Castle Grayskull. Then we went to the pub and took an hour to drink one pint, listened to the Clash and watched the world go by.

I tried to cut the tips of my fingers off (accidently). I spent an hour being stitched up by a very attractive doctor (everyone I have told this to has responded with - male or female?). I thought after seven anaesthetic injections, a fair blood loss and a tetanus jab it probably wasn't the best idea to drink lots of beer so I stayed in and watched Match of the Day with my Dad.

Damned Lies.

I lied slightly in the last post I did two things today:

I found this website which allows you to make a list of all the places you want to visit and write about places you have already visited.

I bought a Sven Hassel book from the Co-op when I went to buy my rice pudding.

Crap Constitution

Wednesday night I went to see a fantastic band called The Shortwave Set with Edward. We drank a fair bit and inevitably had a bit of a hangover yesterday. Last night I went for a pint with Dave and Ben at the Country Girl. About an hour after being in the pub I started to get dull pains in my face and ear. I tried to ignore it but its quite difficult to talk when it feels like you have been whacked on the head. A couple more beers and it went away.

About three in the morning I was awoken with pains ten times worse. These kept me awake for over an hour.

I didn't go to work today, I didn't have any energy at all and still had a dull pain. My alarm clock didn't go off but I still woke up early enough to phone my boss. I went back to bed and woke up at about three because Rebecca was banging on the front door because she was locked out and had come to collect her letters.

I have done nothing since then...I couldn't even be bothered to cook...I had a tin of rice pudding for dinner.

I seem to get ill frequently, maybe the party lifestyle is taking its toll.

The Last Few Days

Friday night, I was expecting to have Joshua but he wanted to stay with my Mom and Dad. Dan said that he was feeling too lazy to go out but took very little persuasion, we decided to go somewhere different to the norm and went to Heducation at the Boiler Room but after a couple of hours is started to getlittle dull, the breakdancers were lying all over the dance floor limbering up, the music got a bit samey and we were too old anyway. :)

We caught a taxi to The Rainbow and bumped into Emma and her mate Katie, Matt, Sophie and Jon, we drank far too much. Again I found myself in Rooty Frooties but didn't hang around till six this time.

Saturday it was lovely and sunny and I took Joshua to the park. Later, lots of people went to Dan's house, Matt cooked some Fajitas and we drank lots of tasty sparkly wines. For some reason I was made to go and watch people spin fire around, it was too cold for that sort of thing. We had a snowball fight at about five in the morning, I turned blue.

Sunday I had the worst hangover I can remember in a long time but I still managed to drag myself to the travel show at the NEC. I have lots of brochures now and quite fancy a trip to Colchester.

Yesterday, I played a nice game of badminton.

Today I worked late then decided to go and have a beer and burger in a weatherspoons cuz I was too lazy to cook. The barmaid told me I looked knackered. I am rather tired.