Over the weekend, I went out for dinner with my Shrub, which was brilliant to fit in. We went to La Tasca and had some really tasty tapas and a yum big jug of sangria, before toddling on up to Katy's for a couple of pints. We ended up going back to mine and sitting up most of the night watching music on Youtube, and drinking straight Pincer vodka, which is much nicer than it sounds. That was also my last night sleeping in my bed because as of yesterday, it is now the lovely Jemima's bed. I spent it rather more spread eagled than usual because it was probably my last double bed experience for a while.
Then last night I managed to fit in one last pool session in Lavery's, with some friendly folk I managed to miss on Friday night. Cazi and I had eaten beforehand in the public bar and headed up pretty early, where I played what may well be the worst series of games of pool ever witnessed. It was almost like I was doing it on purpose to be funny, but I really fucking wasn't. Although it was funny. So, feeling faintly ridiculous, I just kept playing. Eventually I got my mojo back to a respectable level, saving me the shame of playing like a COMPLETE twat all evening.
Today, I just want to be gone already.
Other things of note:
- Things beyond your ken
- BelFest 2000
- Suck my bloodhole/love passage
- He is a venereal root
- Chights for fleap
- With or Without You on the way back up the stairs.
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