Area 136

Tonight I have

Had to wrestle my Les Paul out of the grasp of some very possesive cats.

Had some VERY interesting text messages about anal sex.

Discovered that some of the drinks we bought back from Hungary are far more palatable than others.

That in two days I am going to run out of cheap Hungarian ciggies. (thank fuck S&F and the moth are going to bring me back loads of cheap ciggies from their hols)

That the mistakes we think we stopped making when when we were young, are still being made by the young to this very day.

And yes, in defence of my "best drunken blogger" award, I would just like to say - I am hammered.

Just in case you thought I was loosing my touch.

You get a Les Paul, you get the pussey.

hehehehehe

Years ago I was returning home from a long night in a rock bar, a little the worse for wear. When I got to the front door I discovered, after much rummaging around in my pockets that I had forgotten my keys.

Looking in throuhg the letter box I saw our cat sat on the bottom of the stairs looking at me.

"Oi cat! open the door?"

I pleaded drunkenly. It just looked at me in a pitful way and said

"Me? Oww?"

Boom tish!

I thangyaw!

Thank god that's all done, time for a spot of lunch I think.

(Old Nick looks at watch)

FUCK!

Hardly bloody worth it as I am going at 4.

Could do the old "I worked through my lunch break so I am going early" bit.

But I want to have a nose round here first.
See what all you people with time on your hands have been up to.

After a quick walk and some ciggieness.

In other news.

Wibble.

And I want to PLAY.

On here I mean, I want to talk rubbish and sling smut and poke fun and get the mickey taken out of me and stuff.

And I want to know that someone is safe and well...

But work has jumped up and bit me in the arse so I have to actually do some.

and then some more.

this sort of thing should not be allowed on a Friday.

In other news, I am very worried. No PM. No post.