You Can Go Your Own Way

Okay hello – my blogging skills over the past 6 months have been absolutely appalling, and I’m so sorry. Now this isn’t exactly in sync with the usual Monday to Sunday thing I used to do – however, I’ve decided to just go for it while I’m sitting here with some time to spare. Now just to recap for anyone who I’ve not spoken to since then – some things have changed, not much, but some. I live in a flat in Polwarth with Nick and Craig, it is perhaps the best flat ever. My car is off the road, sitting in my garage awaiting a time when I need and can afford it. Because I live in a flat, and pay all the council tax myself cos my cunts of flatmates are students-I have no money ever. I truly miss my car, and on several occasions I cry because of it. I still work at the EICC but cant really be fucked with it anymore, I also work at Studio 24 from time to time, and I’m meant to be putting on a weekly club indie club/gig night at base but we’ll see how that goes. I also play in bands and other shit. It’s barry. Anyway, to try and BLOG AGAIN. – where will I start from, our flat party.Monday – Christmas flat party night – I have had the flu for over a week, but the show must go on. I’m almost over it anyway. Wake up to craig fucking hammering away like a mad cunt. Stop hammering, its 10am! Craig’s shit at hammering anyway, so I went through and helped him hammer up the portraits. Our flat has an unfair democracy in place, me and craig voted for the east wall to host the portraits, nick disagreed so we put them on the west wall. Dunno how that worked. I went up to the parental and shopped like a mother fucker. Infact, I also went via mikes. Rigged up the bass amp locked the shit away jumped in the shower and waited for people to arrive. My account of things is hazy at best, because I was smashed, but it was actually a fucking mental party with probably 100 people involved. Craig borrowed the Laser machine from studio 24 – a laser machine actually used in a night club! Amazing, we kept it hidden tho. We decorated the flat like a Christmas tree, not to mention the Christmas tree. There was a point in the night, where I stood with Claire and my sister next to the door, and the buzzer was constantly ringing, so I would push the button, wait 30 seconds then open the door and repeat. We allowed people to smoke in the kitchen, and I almost died in there. At midnight, the portraits were unveiled – baby pictures of the 3 of us on canvas, nicks scares the fuck out of me, his stare never leaves me. They had been covered in some kind of material, Took that off to the theme tune of Jurassic park, cut the lights, fired on the laser machine and pumped some rage against the machine. Thing is, no one was really dancing, people were just sitting talking and being like “turn the music down, and take those lasers out of my eyes” and im like, na its a fucking party! Spent a lot of time in my room with various people, various people destroying my room completely. Me and Aidan were taking it in turns to hit each other over the head with my lamp(why, im not sure) and he won, causing blood to stream down my face. Great fun. Also, the neighbours across the landing were complaining, but we won them over and they came in to party. 1 of them was like 45, and was with his 16 year old son. Apparently someone pulled the 16 year old, dunno who, but good effort. We found a note(somehow) pinned to the outside of our door. How were we gonna see that? It read exactly “Turn the music down, and be quiet, or the police will be called. Its 3am, grow up” Eh, excuse me but how about you grow the fuck up, if you’ve got a problem ring the bell, were not savages. Somehow, proceedings moved to craigs room. I believe, by this point most people had left. In the sofa bed was craig, aidan, and some random girl – I didn’t know where she’d come from – and constantly asked who she was. She was quite funny to be fair, and told us she was 16 – as a joke. Hahahahah. Joss Ross – called such because he looks like Joss – was in craigs bed with some girl. I was lying on the bench press doing sit ups and the like, and some girl was there too – dunno who she was, but apparently she was a raj ned. At some stage I went to bed. I was woken up by the bell ringing constantly for 20mins, I was like who the fuck is this. Finally got up and answered the door, and it was veronica, the woman from the house next door. Apparently someone had written “yer ma” on her car, in lipstick jam donut, and she wanted us to clean it – because it was of course one of our friends who did this, even tho her car was not parked inside our flat. Whatever. So I went through to craigs room, and we talked for like 20mins, then the bell went again. Ok, so me and craig went down in our shorts and cleaned her car. Boom. Next day – TUESDAY – went for a subway for some reason, fucking shite. They all went for a pub lunch, I had work that night so I couldn’t. This was a really funny day, I don’t know why, but it was. Got back to the flat, and was trying to take a shower, but a fuse in the kitchen blew, tripping everything else. I didn’t know where the box was, so i had to get 2 extension cables attached together with a lamp, and it barely reached the toilet, and I had a shower in lamp light. By this point I still hadn’t got round to tidying my room, or finding the broken glass from the bulb of the previous night. No injury to my bare feet though. Went to work, and it was the ikea party, everyone got fucked, loads of slags etc. Good night. Wednesday – Christmas eve, went did all my shopping, went for a meal with the family at night. Good fun.Thursday – Christmas day – usual nice family stuff, etc etc. Woo.Friday – Boxing day – went shopping with Mike, John, Finlay and Craig. Bought lord of the rings trilogy. Spent the whole day trying to not swear in front of Fin, then we get in the car and blast Lil Wayne(or some other rapper) and immediately its like “im gonna fuckin kill you you fuck, after I rape your dead whore who I fucking killed”etcetc – so does it really matter if we swear in front of finlay.... hmm. Saturday – I believe I stayed in. Sunday – who knows.Well, fancy that – it did take on the usual format. Hope you enjoy, even though it was pretty long winded. Im gonna try and do next weeks soon, even though the week isn’t finished, but so fuck!