Nostradamus

Super super Kingussie. A fucking awesome weekend, although actually it started on Sunday... lots of bevvying, firemaking and outdoor activities. A good time with John, Mike, Dave and Steel.Sunday – a cheeky wee 6am start at work, turning the whole building round. I was first in, and Berry called me into his office, explained that there was shit loads of work to be done etc, bla bla bla, work hard. I was like sound, cos im off at 1. Jamie didn’t turn up atall.. you know those early starts are a nightmare so why bother with it. Just rammed it all. Thought we were struggling to keep on course when Mr Berry shows up and starts powering through with us. I left at 1, but they seemed on course!Quickly got changed, shades et al, and jumped into the super bus. Headed to tesco at South Queensferry to pick up Steel/spend an hour shopping. Steel was black and blue from fighting/shagging the night before. I took the food trolley, and john took the booze trolley. Mine remained empty for a while, while the booze trolley overflowed, and the wheels buckled under the pressure. Class. No one was up for the sausages, but i fired them in. I had to. Got steaks and shit, plus a load of other crap. I was pioneering for bananas, but no one was game. After we took the stuff back to the car(the boot was proper full) we went in to get some lunch. I had already bought a sandwich for the journey. But i bought another one, except this was cheese. I also bought some strawberry and crème. But as i got out of tescos, dave asked me to hold his water. So i dropped my strawberry and crème, and they went all over the pavement...proper gutted. On the road finally, good banter. Some Killers, some other shit. Dunno really, well thats it eh. Dunno what else happens, but anyway, a few beers later, we’re at the cottage. A bit of target practise on discarded tenants cans. Took a drive up to feshie bridge, stripped down, and jumped off a really high rock into a freezing cold river. Why? Cos were idiots. It was fucking awesome! Dried off, and went back. Started a BBQ going. Considered how much money it would take before we pressed our hands on the BBQ. Quite a lot. A few burgers each did the trick. Dave got a shit hot fire going. In his spaced state of mind, it was quite an art, and he was quite an artist. Watched the football, and somehow, Capadoccia managed to triumph over whoever it was. Fucking shit hot. Dave fell asleep, so we jumped out the window, woke him up. He went to the kitchen to roll a J, and he couldn’t figure out how we had gotten back in. ‘Did you use the back door?’ theres no back door dave! ‘oh fuck’ haha class. Getting more and more pished, we headed up in search of some elk(is that right?deer or whatever). Mike was pished and wanted to go to the city, although he did find a natural coaster, which seemed to relax him.(it was a flat rock). We seen a hedgehog, so i got a photo next to him..a good lad he was. A while on, we cleared the forest, and sat down to look at the mountains..fucking awesome. So beautiful. John went rummaging in some heather for some reason.. he later discovered that he’d lost his knife, so he went back while we walked on. We then hid in the heather, and came very close to falling asleep. He didn’t see us so we had to shout him. Slept some more. After a while, we got off and headed home. Me dave and john the mountain warriors.. while mike and steel traipsed behind talking absolute shite. We hid in the bushes, and they had no idea where we were. Total stealthy cunts. Quite funny. Got back to the cottage, drank a bit of vodka, then went to bed..pretty early to be fair.Monday – got up, had a john made fry up.. not bad, burnt eggs but other than that was half decent. We then took a drive up to kingussie for some lunch preparations..maybe it was the fact that we hadn’t been in female contact for 24 hours, but the girls in costcutter were hot as fuck. We were gonna get them involved in an evening cottage party. No avail. We got some cool stuff, i finally got bananas! Got some bread, which i know swear by – Warburtons TOASTIE. And some ham and turkey, for sandwiches. Headed to HQ to prepare the sandwiches, also got some crisps, chocolate and ice cream. Went up somewhere and hired bikes, then rode them about the mountains for hours. It was awesome, loads of mad hills awesome scenery. Great fun. Stopped by a loch for some lunch. Dave almost convinced us to swim to the middle island.. in hindsight, im glad i didn’t – since my time in berlin shows im seriously out of practise at swimming. Went on cycling for a few more hours, cycling is awesome. After the mountains, we pelted it along a road for ages before making it back to the cycle center. Drove back to feshie bridge, and jumped in again – so refreshing, it was awesome. Back to the cottage. John took me out hunting for some rabbits. Had a few near misses, but the rabbits got the idea someone was after them. We also walked through a field of cows, making sure the lone bull didn’t get pissed off. It turned out that they were all bulls... and we were pretty close to pissing them off. Got back and watched the football, while Dave went off with John for round 2. They took fucking hours. And it turned out they’d been up in the mansion drinking fine wine. They got back and we were pretty pished. I’d made a fire, and dave is right, its an art! Good crack. Dave and john prepared steaks. Dave’s mushroom sauce was actually the best thing ever. Awesome tea. Straight after steaks, john fell asleep(on a giant aero bar as it turned out, so he woke up with it flattened). Wondered where steel was..he was listening to Megadeath in the toilet..haha good lad. I banished dave t outside while sugababes performed on tv . My faith is starting to waver in these girls. They say they’l play T. Cancel, and play Oxygen on the same weekend. Don’t invite me to their gig in Edinburgh castle. Fucking bitches. We spent fucking ages looking for the vodka, like looked EVERYWHERE! Turned out it was behind the hula hoops. Lol. Sat in my room drinking the vodka, i lost £10 to mike cos i didn’t believe Heidi used to be in Atomic Kitten. How?? Steel, who has obviously never talked to dave t about metal, got a proper rant started. It was a fucking nightmare. And then he started on St Anger. Fucking hell. Eventually got to sleep. Tuesday – Got up, did a proper tidy of the house. Got the fry up team on the go. I did sausages, mike did bacon, dave poached the eggs, steel..poured juics. There was beans, mushrooms, loads of shit. Im so glad i got the sausages. It was actually the perfect fry up!Properly tidied the cottage, vacated the premises. John went to drive the V12 mercedes..dick. Headed home. Via kingussie Costcutters.. so hot. Went to the Gyle for free burger king, it was ace. John bought a new phone cos the girl was hot. Steel lost his wallet...somehow. still cant figure it out. Got home and went straight to bed. It was an awesome end to an awesome weekend!

The Lost Art of Blogging

Well.. What can i say.. I’ve not really been keeping up with my bloggage have i?? I’v been so busy doing loads of awesome stuff that i’v not even had a chance to write my blogs. Coming up as soon as i get the chance, is a fucking awesome weekend in Kingussie, drinking, hunting cooking etc – shit hot; a equally good if not better weekend in Berlin, Just lots of random utter shite..dont think any of us knew what planet we were on. AWESOME This blog is about the week of my birthday.... so...Monday – Didnt start work till 230, which is probably for the best – since the night of cav was taking its toll on me. I think that was the night when Jammy and Beth crashed at mine for a while.. this is the trouble you have writing about things that happened almost a month ago..you cant remember. First day of Citrix i believe – a bunch of boring computer people who like to make you think their the coolest people in the world! They have smoke and lights and entrance music and everything – you’d think it was the killers coming on stage, rather than some geeky cunt. I really hope i went home and slept.. Tuesday – Citrix kicks off big style, and im in charge. This is one of the biggest events of the year i think, 1200 cunts. Piece of piss. 13 hour shift. Went home for some energising. Wednesday – Its my birthday! I had stupidly agreed to work in the morning.. so i went in and it was a shit day. Wilson was 2 minutes late, so he got stripped of his Team Leading duties. Crazy day, people were just being cocks..and its my birthday, gutted. Noone had anticipated that on the last day of a conference, delegates bring their bags.. and so we had 1200 folk wanting to leave their bags where we had no room.. with the only guidance “You cant refuse a bag”. So it got to a stage where we were taking them, and putting them down at our feet. No order whatsoever. And they kept coming. Once things quietened a bit, i managed to set them in some mad order, but an order nonetheless. Then i left. Before i did tho, I was given a homemade card from Margaret, signed by everyone..the card was class. And inside the card.. a £50 note!! I was shocked, couldnt believe that. Thankyou! Went up to my folks for my birthday presents etc, had some lunch etc..it was cool. Went to Vittorios for tea with my mum and sisters.. cracking food, although everytime i leave there i’m always mentally full. Went to the tron and met Mike, John Aidan. Started getting pished. A lot of folk showed up which was good! There was a whip round and i was given a dirty pint. While i appreciate the sentiment.. i cant down pints of beer, never mind a pint full of dirty dirty spirits. This was really embarrassing, and not one of my finer moments. Taking a drink of the dirty pint, throwing up into empty pint glasses on the table. Repeat, repeat, repeat. All the while folk are shouting at me STOP! Stop! Except john, who’s yelling “DO IT”. I figure, just do it eh. Kept going for a while, threatened some ppl with spew darts. Have to apologise to the barman who had to clean it up. He was gagging while doing it... puts a grim spin on the birthday celebrations. Up to liquid room, and for johns present to me – he carried me all the way. Sound. Into liquid, a lot of time dancing, and a lot of time in the smoking area. LC is LC. Oh btw, forgot to mention – Kara made me this awesome collage thing with lots of photos on it(and strangely a lot of Kaiser chief lyrics haha) but its brilliant! Anyways, yeah liquid was class. Me and Gillian went to the swing park after and played on the flying fox, and the disabled swings, and the round about. It was fun. And shall be a tradition. We also discovered a Massive tent that we’ve never seen before. Like bigger than King Tuts. Asked for some tenants, and some guy got out his car and chased us. Made it home satisfied. And pretty tired. Thursday – Had a band practise at 12, which after managing to get in the shower, wasn’t all that bad. Until i started falling asleep, i just couldn’t hack it. Got home and went right to bed! Awesome. Friday – Setting up for the Arty party, pretty heavy going day as i remember it. Who cares tho. Saturday – Working the desk for the arty party. Lots of kids..lots of drums.. lots and lots of noise. Was a good laugh most of the day, some cool stuff going on. If your 6. This blue gargoyle pissed the security guard off which was funny. Finished at 4, went home and slept/packed my bag etc etc etc. Now, im gonna leave Sunday for now – and include it in my special Kingussie blog – cos it does deserve a blog of its own. Hopefully il get that done soon...maybe tomorrow night! Thankyou, goodbye. See you tomorrow.

A Few Screws Short Of A Picnic

A good week, followed by an absolutely MENTAL weekend! Had my 21st party etc which was fucking immense.Monday - Worked 9-6 on floor services, was an awesome day. I was still pretty pished from the night before… Got in at 9, went for breakfast, no meat today, just an egg roll. There was hundreds of us working, yet only minimal amounts of work to do - this worked in my favour since I would’ve really struggled to do anything that required a decent amount of effort. I was a SHITHEAD according to Rory Ross, Joe, and their magic game of cards. Not sure what I did that evening….but not much. Just nursed my hangover and laughed at all the amazing photos. Tuesday - Not really sure what I did….. Oh..infact yeah.. I did a pussy wee hosting shift as I remember it, was just me in on my own. Almost went out to stereo, the guys had me convinced - but they took too long to come and meet me, so I just ended up going to sleep. Sounds like I missed a good night, but probably for the best.Wednesday - Hosting 8 - 6, Team Leader motherfucker!! Alright day as I remember it - although it ran really late, so seemed like we wouldn’t get away on time. However I managed to get away at 6, ran, got changed, ran to cab vol…to find we still hadn’t sound checked. We were first on at 715, and got told to be ready by 705 by the latest. At 710, there was another band still sound checking. Was a case of onstage, plug in and go. We had nothing in the monitors, couldn’t hear a thing. Bit of a nightmare. Considering we were on so early, it was actually pretty busy. Average set…Went to Tron with Tori and Kristine after. They were hammered after 3 pints, and we went to Siglo so they could dance on each other(still running with this whole lesbian theory…) Turned out it was dead, so we went to Greyfriars bobby(the statue) and danced there. This is like 11pm haha. They went home cos they were so hammered, shouted abuse at the taxi driver haha. I went to liquid rooms where I met pete and dougall, and got fucked and met loads of other people. And got more fucked bla bla Kara‘s right breast became a member of the AAA. I was speaking to this girl I knew(totally innocent, I knew she had a boyfriend) as I was picking up my bass from the cloakroom at the end, and her BF seen this and smacked me in the face, then ran away. I was fucking raging, I ran upstairs once I got my bass, and couldn’t find him. Cock. I’m gonna kick his cunt in once I find out who he is. DICK. My sister helped calm me down, got her on the bus and went home. Seriously though, who the fuck is that insecure about their relationship that they attack anyone who speaks to their girfriend. Get a grip mate. Thursday - Hosting 8-6, was alright. Blablabla, infact, now I think - I was mashed the whole morning, talking absolute shite to anyone and everyone. Especially Maisie. Took a bag of ice along to Emondo in the afternoon when they were short. After work went to Festie with John, John, and Nige for a couple pints. Nick and Aidan then dragged me, to see Sex in The City. I swear to god. It is the worst thing I have ever had to endure. Fucking hell, it was so so bad. Nothing exciting happened whatsoever. Went to emondo after, Aidan and Nick had Cosmos, I had pint to put my balls back in place. Got a pizza!!Friday - Was working in the morning. Hmm. Went home and did some stuff which I cant remember - maybe I listened to no doubt or something.. That rings a bell I was pretty dead from the week, so I caught.1 hours sleep, didn’t help. I then got prepared for my super sweet 16 21st party! ‘got prepared’ meaning had a shower and put clothes on.. None of this feeding the ponies, or briefing the dancers…im afraid it doesent quite live up to the tv show. Mummy wouldn’t pay for a B52 bomber to fly me in, I mean whatever - does she hate me or something. Went and met Craig John and Aidan at Mamas pizza for some pre party pizza at 530 - pretty shit hot. Parma ham, rocket, chicken and mushroom - all in a massive pizza. Couple more pints in various places and we hit odd fellows for 730. Thanks for everyone who came down, it was a cracking night, thanks for any presents etc they were all awesome. Vicky and Fei Fei got me a card with a massive 21 badge that had flashing lights on it - stuck that on. Annie, Lois, Roisin and Katy got me a T in the Park survival kit, consisting of a Tent, First Aid Kit, Pro Plus, Poncho, Shades, a gay as fuck hat with a bow, and some tennants. Needless to say the Poncho went on, aswell as the shades. After some persuading I donned the hat minus the bow. At any point in the night, I had 3 drinks in different locations, and could just pick what I wanted to drink - awesome and thank you! Was doing ok, started off on the beer - but didn’t really feel myself getting drunk. John was mashed, having been on the JD since 730, so I decided it was time to switch to spirits. Then people started buying me shots of everything. This is where things start to get hazy. We played PONCHO, which was awesome. I was running about odd fellows with all my attire, badge still flashing away. I apparently refused to walk to the hive, so I lay on the ground and let 4 people carry me. A limb each haha. Got to the hive - I forward rolled UP niddry street to get there, and we decided(apparently) to not go in. I have a feeling I was in opium, but whatever happened, I appeared at bobby with a wet paint sign(and poncho etc) meet the guys. I lay on the ground some more, shouted at some guy ‘DAD, why don’t you return my letters!! You just gave me your sperm and left. ha-ha. We then got a taxi back to johns…im sure someone stayed in the taxi to go past johns… but I have no idea who. Watched some shite film then went to bed. I slept in the basement because I thought there was loads of folk there, and loads of spare beds. Turns out there wasnt that many people there, and loads of spare beds. i also couldnt get the folding bed out straight, couldnt understand how the support bar worked, so i just slept on the couch. Saturday - didn’t feel too hungover surprisingly. Sat in the sun then watched the rugby. Got a call from seamus, who couldn’t get into the drive. Went out and found a row of traffic cones blocking off the driveway. Have no recollection of doing that. Went in to the mercat for the football at 5, john started at 6 - so he worked and I got drunk. Nick met me, and we went to cargo for the second game. We were up for heading out somewhere, getting fairly tipsy by this stage. Noone else wanted to do anything. Went back to the flat for a regroup and some Mario kart. Maisie was heading to the city café, so we went with her. Met loads of folk, including Harry, kerry, and my stalker(shes everywhere) chatted to harry for ages, then headed back with maisie. Almost got home, when andy phoned me, and was like ‘yo dude u comin to hive?’ this was like 130am. I said yeah. So went to the hive, bla bla bla. Walking home through the cowgate, I stole an irish girl, picked her up and ran away. She didn’t seem to like it. Chatted to the girls standing in the cowgate til 5am, then I went home. Mad. Sunday - wandered round the meadows for ages, trying to get a burger. Theres lots of weird cunts in the meadows. Reggae folk etc. straaange. Eventually got a burger from some shan kebab shop. Had a CATM practise(for once..this gig is looming close) got back, and mike and nick came up - we went to CAV. Of course. Pretty quiet, but awesome as usual. Fuck yeah! Kara and beth came back afterwards, and im not sure what happened, but it involved a lot of talking, and a lot of chewing gum. By the time they left I was fucked. Random weekend, but fucking awesome!Apologies im behind schedule with blogs at the moment - I know theres one due now! Il get it done asap, its gonna be a fucker - my actual birthday, 1 guy 1 cup, A weekend in Kingussie - at least the start of it anyway. Off to berlin this week, which is gonna be awesome! One way or another, T is coming……

BLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

Crazy week. Crammed 40 hours of work into 3 and a half days in order to give me some time to relax at the end of it all. I feel fucking shite today.Monday - Hosting 6am -6pm. Come in at 6 to find myself ruby cathy and paul norman for the first hour. Basically a pointless hour. Their chat is far too intense for that time in the morning it makes me nauseous. Had a practise with Arcane Corps at night. A lot of time at practise seems to be taken up with helping dave tidy his studio… was cool. Vicky popped over to say hi. Tuesday - same shift again. Same situation. I was team leader and it was a pretty chilled day as I remember it. This conference is a poor show for women. A couple standouts, namely some asian girl with long hair and a fantastic figure. Other than that, I would have to give it a 5. Went home and made a stir fry - woo. Starting to feel really fucking tired now. Very tough.Wednesday - 6-12 same situation. went for a 5 hour break, tried to buy some shoes but they were too uncomfortable. Went home, had a quick 5 hour rest of my eyes before going in for a floor services shift. It was a piece of piss really. Went into emondo for some fancy cocktail(what was its name corrine, it was nice!) and some JD and coke. It was pissing it down. Thursday - did a half day. Charlie had me down for the full day, but I was like fuck that I said I was only doing half. And that’s what I did. Went to my folks for a Chinese. Interesting the past 4 times iv been up there is the nights when their having a takeaway. It looks like im gonna have to sell my beast. I cant justify paying the road tax and insurance for the amount im using it. I am fucking gutted, you have no idea. I have no need for a car living in the centre of town. Gutted. Proper. Had an arcane corps practise, took the car down - I could’ve easily got the bus. Stayed at my folks house. Friday - Marvels practise in the morning, drove down which was fun. Trying to make the most of it before it goes. Good practise. New song is almost finished, and I quite like it. With a jakil-esque ending(kindof, tbh I don’t think anyone but me would get that). Picked mike and stevie up from gilmerton. And we went to see Indiana Jones. Got some popcorn, and watched literally an hour of adverts. The film was good - a good action film, but the ending of it was so shit that it made the whole film pointless. SPOILERS - The crystal skull turns into an alien, who then flies away in a spaceship….what the fuck.Got changed at the flat, and went to the tron. Necked a pint, then went to see chase and scarlet drive. Reminded of 3 years ago. The sound quality for the scarlet drive was god awful…I don’t understand how it sounded so bad. Belting out tunes like Easily, Wanna be a gangster, and Shinobi vs. Dragon Ninja - just awesome, even with the sound being pish. Wall of death was cool, I managed to keep drinking throughout it. Went down to nektar for Louises 21st. Was good. Went up to narnia with mike. Threw a coat hanger at some comedian. There was some drum kit set up in caves. Got mischievous so I put coat hangers in random places throughout the bar. Met my cousin, who Iv not seen for years. went up to the hive, and partied for a while. Kindof boring so I got a kebab - this is getting out of hand.…not to say I wasn’t thoroughly mashed.Saturday - did some shopping etc. got some beer in. Annie came up and I made her a pizza, she only eat half of it. We listened to some proper tunes, alphabeat rule. Lent her some cds. Aidan, Marc and Craig came up, we drank beer and played Mario kart. Im still to find a suitable challenger. Walked across the meadows to go to the meadows bar. Got there, and drank loads. Not really sure where the time went. Drank some high commisione(I think it was) with chin chin and kaiko and andy. bumped into the jakil beach crew for jamos birthday on the way to the hive. Ended up in the que with a deflated rubber ring round my neck. we went to the hive with becca and annie and various other people…was fucked by the end of it. Good crack. Tried to buy a kebab, but it was shut. Im gonna try and buy other things instead of kebab…like pizza or something, that’s a bit better than kebab I reckon. Maisie got back just after me, was gonna party with her but I just went to bed instead.Sunday - went and picked my car up(slightly fucked but had to be done) took it to kwik fit with mike for a new washer blade. I figure if I have to sell it, id be aswell making sure its in prime condition so that il get the most amount of money possible. Dropped the car in the drive. Road tax ran out today. So I think that’s the last time il be able to drive it. Did take it for a good rally about the bypass. A farewell send off. So gutted. Went for a sleep at home, and had some steak pie. Got a lift home. Nick and aidan came up for some pre cav carnage. Mike was gonna come but he pussied out and didn’t tell anyone. Drank some beer, listened to music, drank some vodka. Got fucked. Went to cav for about 12. that’s the way forward, no queing necessary. Decided to create a bebo photo album for the night. Some crackers you can see. Best look at them on nicks profile cos hes got more than me. Unless you just wanna see ones that im in because im so amazing. Iv got those ones. Some hammered guy was shouting at the police “your fucking useless, you never do anything”etcetc. So they pushed him over a bike and arrested him. Unlucky mate. Not so useless now. It took me all Monday morning to figure out who id actually been with at cav, other than nick and aidan of course, who were the cav crew. I figured out, we spent most of the night with James, Katy and phillipa a wee bit of mikey in there. Giovanna and Kat aswell actually. Gio had a hockey glove or something on, and was just groping people. Cav was belting out the hits, Don’t stop believing, Loch Lomond - fucking awesome haha. Left about 230, for I was smashed and had work in the morning. Got loads of voicemail from aidan and nick. One which had them running away from the police. Just the sound of them running for ages, then some total rambling sentence.This week - doing some heavy working shifts. Playing with the Marvels at cab vol on wed, supporting Tiny Dancers who are apparently pretty well know…I don’t know them myself. Friday is my 21st birthday party!! Its gonna be awesome. Oddfellows on Forrest road from 730. Followed by Liquid Rooms. Make sure your coming. And make sure to let me know if you are coming, don’t want any unexpected visitors. Get smashed. If anyone sees me leaving, don’t let me, I will try and get a kebab. Do not let me. Waaay party! Chill, and don’t forget to become an idiot.

Capadoccia Is Our King!!

Man this week was fucked up towards the end - I felt my mind unravelling, and my kebab addiction reached a peak.Monday - Did a hosting shift - standard life AGM I think. There was at least 100 members of staff on, ourselves, leiths, security, and standard life. Only 50 shareholders showed up…such a pointless exercise. Boss‘s were still going mad though. All good fun. Finally got a real nights sleep, and I cant tell you how amazing if felt.Tuesday - Exhibition tag team with Jo. We were ordered to stay in the Lomond incase the situation developed. It didn’t. The client was a wee bit nervous, but nice. piss easy shift! Pint in emondo maybe??Wednesday - Hosting all day - all went to plan as I remember. Went for a definite pint in emondo, followed by golf tavern for the champions league.. Lost a pint to Wilson. But we got given pies for half time which was sound. Met Corrine after, and we went to LC. Totally wasn’t really up for it, so I got a kebab and hit the house.Thursday - had a band practise with the Marvels which was cool - almost finished a new tune. Headed back into town to chill. Went home for some fish and chips which was quite nice. Got to drive my car into town aswell. Met Mikey and Kieran at the Tron to watch the football. Mon the hoops. Laura, Wilson and Claire met us there too. Went to Cab vol and found out we’d been put on the VIP guest list….meaning FREE drink ALL night. It was fucking awesome. We heard a rumour that the free drink was running out, so the 4 of us were kindof necking as much as possible. Especially me and laura. MON THE FUCKING HOOPS! I remember frightened rabbit being fucking awesome as usual, then more drinks, more drinks…4 drinks at a time… I rememeber the duke spirit singer had blonde hair… was upstairs… that’s all I remember. Friday - Woke up with no sheets on, in my sleeping bag. My sheets on the floor, covered in puke, resembling a kebab. Was fucked. Text jammy fanny some proper nonsense. La la la la la la sduykgfaufy. Was rough. Realised there was puke down my jeans. must’ve had a kebab since there was a napkin in my pocket. Tough. The day was a stuggle. Well worth it for the night before though, just a brilliant night. Thanks Wilson and Solen.Went into work for 630 at night. Still proper goosed. Was a long night, bunch o pricks in the form of a castle. May have found myself a bass. Just walking out the door at 130, and am asked to put all the chairs away. Gutted. Powered through it, and was given a can of coke for my efforts. Walked home and slept soundly. Saturday - Got up about 3 in the afternoon. Showered, suited and went to meet john at his work. Had a pint, then got the bus to johns. Watched some of the simpsons, john fell asleep.. Good job. So much for pizzas. Aidan eventually came without pizzas at 8 o clock. Just before we were leaving. Rozza gave us a lift to the shore. Went to debbies boat party - really cool, jazz trio and all. Expensive drinks tho…gutted. Good seeing everyone etc. went onto the poop deck with charlotte and stuff, poooop. It was weird being on a boat, because the floor slanted. Walked up to elm row and got a taxi to opium….it was rubbish..eventually got a kebab and went home.. That makes 3 kebabs in 4 days….FUCK. What am I doing. If im ever out with you, if I go to the toilet, don’t leave me unsupervised, watch the door. I need to go cold turkey from kebabs. Its shit. Sunday - got up about 2, casually strolled into town with Nick and got 3 cds. 1 jacket and 1 pair of sunglasses. And a cold drink. And some pasta. No shoes. No I pod. Some drum guy played drum in middle meadow walk. Went home, chilled. Chiiiiillll. Awesome. Next week im working 40 odd hours in 3and a half days - giving me from Thursday afternoon(now!!!) off until Wednesday!awesome. Louises 21st on Friday, Annie and Roisins end of Exams party on Saturday. Perfect.

Not Only Do I Not Know The Answer. I Don't Even Know What The Question Is.

I was wanting to write this weeks blog last night after returning back from a weekend of no sleep - literally I hadn’t slept more than 4 hours since Thursday. I wanted to capture that in my blog. Unfortunately, I fell asleep. Fucking mad.Monday - Got into work to discover that 3 folk had phoned in sick for the afternoon, meaning I couldn’t get away for the recording. Wilson was team leader. Was a bit shit that I didn’t get to record, but they did a decent job of it, and it meant I managed to get a much needed sleep. I was getting fucked with toothache. Tuesday - another full day of hosting..getting old. I was team leader, and was getting pretty stressed about shit. Just petty crap. Grabbed a pint from Emondo, then went home and made some scampi. Pretty good shit, then I slept.(I think)Wednesday - For a ‘part time’ job, there is FAR too much politics, and backstabbing and just general shit. On one hand its really bad that people make such a big deal about minor insignificant details, but on the other hand, its funny as fuck. Got a row from our bosses for leaning on walls, carrying trays of tea to the cloakroom, and putting our hands in pockets. At the same time, we have the delegates, the clients, anyone, coming up to us and saying how brilliant we are… I don’t understand… lol.. Funny. Joanna gave me a psychological examination to determine why I was being such a dick as a team leader. Haha. She had some good points to be fair haha. Went home for a bit, then went home for some tea.I hadn’t been in my car for a month, so I went to take it for a spin… battery dead. Shit. I put it in second gear, and rolled it down the hill, while turning the ignition - to give it a rolling start. didn’t work. Car stuck at the bottom of the hill, hah.Got a lift to nicks to watch the huns get fucked. My night was made by switching on the news to hear “Rangers fans rioting, fighting with each other” Animals. Wahey. Thursday - Nice easy shift. As I remember it. Went to pick up my bass from the studio, then went to meet annie(after getting lost a lot) at stockbridge. We then went to see Corrine and Mazzas Clockwork Orange show - which I must say is very impressive, and quite erotic in places. I saw cleo afterwards, which I thought nothing of. Walked annie to get her bus, then met Donald, then met lorry, then chin, and finally made it home. Tried to buy tickets for Cascada, but it wouldn’t work. Friday - Day off work yaas. Marvels practise at 2-5. Much needed, but I was knackered. Went home, got a tough Chinese - a real struggle to eat. I was almost sick afterwards. Lay down for a while. Cracked on some load, and did the ironing. Then headed to the ark to watch some band…some good points, but were distinctly average. Went to the hive, don’t remember too much… just dancing a lot, twin lying on the dance floor. Funny haha. Did the Macarena a bit, and shouted T in the fucking park! Was nailed. Fucked about til 6 or something, fucked. Saturday - John said he was gonna pick me up with me amp… turned out this was just a dream so I had to hastily make other arrangement. Went for an arcane corps practice, which turned into a tidy session. I was fucked. Went to pick up the car from home. Battery still dead, and my dad had rolled it into a bush. Covered in snails. We got the guy out, juiced it up then I picked nick up. We then went to pick dave up to go to Glasgow..but he couldn’t make it because he had to return a DVD to blockbuster.. What an excuse. Fired through to QMU. Saw the music playing football, and beeped them. Met Sadie. The Music rocked, kick ass. Went to Christy’s flat and met Cor and Tam. Didn’t end up going to ABC til 1230, and I totally wasn’t up for it. Got a taxi there, then a taxi back, then drove to Edinburgh. I was so tired. Struggling to keep my eyes open, just focused on two red dots in the distance. Really stupid, cant believe I did it. Got home like 230, went to sleep.Sunday - Up for 7, in to work for 730. Played minesweeper all day. Got my score down to 117 medium. Boring day.. Finished at 6, and drove to the ark for my gig. By this point im sleep walking. Slept while the other bands sound checked. Soundcheck was ace. Went for a fruitshoot in sainsburys, as they had no suitable pancakes. Gig was pretty good, albeit empty - a good practise as we had changed a few things about. Drove home, then got a bus into town - totally fucked at this point. Saw Cleo again, and at this point I am reminded that before she went to Thailand, she stalked me. I am also reminded that she told me she moved into a flat round the corner from me. Uhoh. Got home and went to bed. I have never felt so happy lying down. It was bliss.Next week - Debbies 21st. Celtic shall claim the league on Thursday. Not much else other than work. Remember my 21st is 6th June at Oddfellows. Let me know if your coming. T looms close.

IN THE SUN WE ARE A BLAZING - THE NEW SINGLE

Pretty good week - I had some fun, and that’s what matters.Monday - Client porter in the morning. I somehow convinced myself that an 845 start was late. As a result I was fucked from the night before. Easiest shift in a while. The client team gave a good hand, and there wasn’t much to bring in - making my shift easy. Finished at 1, SUMMER IS HERE. sat in the grass with Chazza and Rossco. Got my haircut by some whore who doesent understand anything. Bitch. It’s not that bad(or is it?), it could be a lot worse put it that way. Went and lay in the meadows for a while with Dave T, Fraser n co. Early to bed.Tuesday - Had a morning concierge shift. 530 IN THE MORNING! The worst part about it was that noone actually arrived until 730. Typical. Ah well, it gave me time to think. Was dead up until 12, then all hell broke loose. Went and sat in the meadows for a while, Tori and Kristine came to give me beer. I then went to see Chutes and Frightened Rabbit. Chutes, as usual. Frightened Rabbit were awesome. Although they didn’t play Set You Free. Which was the reason I got into them. Ah well, still bloody good - the drummer is a beast. I wouldn’t like to have to dance next to him. Went to doctors for 1. And we were all itching for a 2nd, although noone wanted to admit it. After a while we left. Got a micro pizza..CHICAGO STYLE.Wednesday - Hosting all day - I don’t remember the specifics of this day, but it was probably ok. Probably went to Emondo for a pint afterwards. Followed by meadows.Thursday - Same as Wednesday. Think I went for an arcane corps practise. Got a kebab and met annie n Roisin in the meadows.Friday - 630 start on FS. Heavy going, but Pete bought us breakfast to thank us. That’s as good an incentive as any. The rest of the day was spent active, but not too active. Got a Chinese.Saturday - Concierge all day - quiet day, John bought me breakfast - pumped out wish you were here. Nice quiet day, the sun went hiding and there was thunderstorms. Tis all good,Met Aiofe to go see Coz and Maz’s show - but we failed. And did some stuff I’m not proud of - SORRY. Will be there this week without fail. Ended up quite drunk, and went to Claire’s party at brunstfield, got hammered and ended up with a kebab. I tried on some shorts which were shorter than my boxers. Drank loads of vodka. Kebab came calling after less than an hour.Sunday - Woke up, stood on a jalepeno. Damn Kebabs! Recklessly made my way to Daves studio for arcane Corps recording. Now, any recording iv done in the past has gone - Drums, Bass, Guitars,sVocals. In that order. Ramage goes Drums Guitars, Bass, Vocals. Not a bad thing necessarily - just means I didn’t get anything done on the day I thought I would be doing stuff. Consequences for the next day. I got Sweet and sour chicken, and a pint in emondo. I have been suffering from toothache all week - its severely shit. Summer is here, and the goose is getting fat. My Birthday is 6th June at a secret location - if you want an invite let me know, I will be inviting people soon.Cheers!