Metamorphose

METAMORPHOSE

I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this mighty o'rehanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire; why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a God! The beauty of the world, paragon of animals; and yet to me, what is this quintessence of dusk. Man delights not me, no, nor women neither, nor women neither.

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Sunday, November 14, 2004

Update and Last weekend
Hardly ever update on a Saturday afternoon, maybe because I'm too hung over to even contemplating coming near this device of evil.

Spent last night in Soho with Brad and his work colleagues. Tim kept running around with his digital and taking photo's, last I heard he was up to 82 pic's by the end of the night... I was blinded so many times I stumbled and nearly fell over on more than one occasion.

On the bus today went passed Twickenham. England and Canada were playing rugby and the streets why lined with English supporters.. was very surreal for some reason, kind of quiet as people were walking like sheep towards the stadium (I had to get off and cross over Twickenham bridge to catch another bus to Hounslow). Quite a few punters selling tickets and I was kind of thinking maybe.. then I said maybe not.. I don't support England nor Canada so what's the bloody use.

Speaking to Brad last night and he was going to try and set me up with Chelsea and Fulham tickets for next weekend... hope it's not the Sunday as we both met some gal's last night who managed to tossle their way into coming to the Roast next Sunday... oh and if that's not enough - one's a vegetarian!!! Although one's Swedish too .... Ja Ja Vee Like Za Roast!! (oh and swede's don't really talk like that, German girls do, Swede's english is very well spoken, although sounds too American for me sometimes for certain words)

As I said I'm off to see Shez's band tonight in N16 (which is way North London). He said his band goes on at 9:30 and its a 3 quid entry... nothing else planned tonight.

Sam was suppose to meet up with us last night.. I just remembered.. he must have got side tracked. Speaking of - here's a pick of the other week with the Foo and I sharing my grouse spag bol and a bottle of Lanson's!




I still haven't told you all about last weekend. Well put it this way I went out on a date .. well I was saying to someone the other day I hate that word.. but it's too hard to describe anything else.. so I say date... I digress. With Lauren last Friday, end up meeting the boys at Hammersmith for some drinks and then meet Lauren in Covent Garden... I end up getting mashed with her in some trendy bar and find myself on the last tube home. I fall asleep wake up at my stop and jump out having the desire to devour a greasy kebab and so I trounce over and get me the Beef Special with Garlic sauce (no packet of mints to save me)... then I get it and then think... Hungry One is down the road I could go a Calfornian Burger!! So I stumble down there and manage to order the burger as well.. I stumble the way home gorging myself on this burger and from there is what I can just remember.. as the housemates fill me in on the rest!

I managed to walk into the back door at 2am singing, and then pronouncing that ;
"It's Friday night.. you fucka's.. and y'all in bed!"
I than am told I went up to Lindsey's room yelling for her, knowing that she is with some guy and saying;
"So has he got a big dick?"
Lindsey comes out laughing at me, as she see's me with a Kebab and I am flinging lettuce and beef all over the place singing;
"I am the angel of death .. with my garlic breath"
She then takes me down stairs and she said she asked me why I wasn't home with my date, I managed to slurred the lines
"I couldn't get it up if I tried..." Lindsey said she had laughed at me after this and she said .. "I'll take you to bed."
Caveman Luke enters - as she said I uttered "Alllright baby..." taking off my trousers and chasing her up to her bedroom... she managed to throw me into bed and take off my shows and jacket... she also told me that I dragged her onto bed and tried dry-humping her leg... she didn't mind as she was laughing too hard at me... she left me after I let her go and went back to her room telling me I was a 'Dirty Barstard' .

Alex tells me that I didn't get to sleep for another hour as I was laughing and singing to myself....

However Piss Boy also struck the same night I was told next morning too, he managed to piss on the inside of our front door and then all over our toilet.. not inside it of course! I laughed very hard at Paul on Saturday with my devine headache of justice! Alex reminds me that when they met and she first took him back to her place, he was so drunk he managed to get up knock over a wall unit and try to start pissing into her cupboard.... ahh love at first sight I'd say!


Last Saturday 12pm I managed to crawl up to watch Rugby with Lindsey, Gina and Stuart (South Africa vs Wales) and they laughed at my blindness the night before and me running around without trousers. Why I decided to start drinking again was beyond me.. it continued to Alex and Paul's farewell party up at the local, Spinning Wheel, and I managed to dance with quite a few people in my drunk state and have a good laugh with people. I also managed to get a phone number with the most little words ever spoken... it was this girl I smiled at during the night.
She walks up to me...
"I'm heading off now..." She smiles, Luke's senses kick into semi-action and notice she has nice eyes...
"Ok" I give the half cocked smiled
"Do you come here often." She says.. her friend joins her now and she also smiles... whats with all the grinning I'm thinking self concious and trying not to laugh at the worst line ever.
"No it's local" I manage to say
"Ok I might see you back here sometime." Brain kicks in and I manage to calculate the frequency I am here and divide it by the chances of me being here on a Saturday night and take into count the ratio that I might ever see her here in that chance... slim!
"You best take my number then" Where the hell this came from I don't know.
"Ok" She digs for her phone... we exchange numbers and she leaves with her friend. I'm still standing self concious of their incesant grinning still, until Paul knocks me on the shoulder and says "What the hell was that?"
"I'm still trying to figure it out mate." (I've since called it the 10 worder).



Anyways hope it's nice and hot in your world, because it's cold here and getting colder!

Adios Muncuchos!


LS at 11/14/2004 02:20:00 AM

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