Monday 29 September 2008

My First Blog

For some reason, i have decided to start a prototype blog, for it seems an interesting way to document events that happen in my life. It may or may not work.(its kindof like a diary, but makes public my private thoughts)

Friday, the end of the week - working an 8-6 which had just been changed to hosting, so i got drunk the night before to make it pass easy. got in and was told i had to fill in on the concierge desk due to unfortunate circumstances, still tired, hungry, and unprepared to answer questions i am bombarded with.Didnt get breakfast till 11, all i got was a fucking bowl of cornflakes(not even a big bowl) i hate hosting now.finished work at 6, got changed went to the pub for a couple games of pool and some pints, john came too. at 8 the 2 of us rushed to the tron to meet aidan for a night of bulldozer carnage. the rest of the evenings events are very hazy, a lot of fighting with john, he has bite marks on his arm and face now. i burnt my finger on a lamp while fighting on johns shoulders(suprised we didnt get thrown out) i have lots of gigs next week, so have to learn to play without my first finger. John apparently slapped a polish guys ass on princes street, i decided i dont wanna go to why not, so i went for the bus - bumped into iain and dave who tell me i argued with the bus driver cos he was telling me i didnt have to pay cos it wasnt a night bus!met aidan the next day for our body alteration day. went to tribal and it turns out theres a waiting list, and we need to know exactly what we want, so it turned out to be a body alteration preparation day. (this is some fucking rant)funniest thing ever, on rose street, a guy steps outside a shop, and puts a pair of binoculars to his eyes, and looks through them for a minute or so. what a bad spy. up to aberdeen 2moro for a billy liar gig, supporting UK Subs. next week is my week back with esre, which should be ace- 3 or 4 gigs. not sure how il play sledgehammer without my first finger. i shall maybe write again ya ken, depends if i can be assed
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