I tried to write a contribution yesterday, I was feeling really good, but I just couldn't write anything. I felt like I didn't have anything to say. So I ended up not writing anything, going out and getting pished.
Had a good night with a mate, ended up talking to 2 minging burds, one was quite a bit more minging than the other in all honesty. But it was good fun I guess, the less minging one was actually a good shape and pretty interesting. But I enjoyed talking to burds again. Although, the most minging one was a fuckin nightmare, she was up for any kind of cup but I couldn't bring myself to do it. She kept trying to move in for a snog and I had to do all I could to dodge the bullet without being rude to her. (I'm a nice cunt really!) I'm not so sure my mate was such a gentlemen to her all the same! Ha...
Anyway, because I was having such a good time, and I was pished I thought I'd try out my new scalpel. Made a wee bit of a mess of my arm (and my shirt). I'm actually really impressed with my purchase. But I need to stop that whole business, I know that. Fuck knows why I did it, like I said, I was feeling good. Having a good time. Fuckin idiot really.
Moving in to my new house tomorrow, looking forward to it actually. I've got my mate a job down here and he's coming down tomorrow too, so we'll see how that goes.
Anyway, not much to say. Not much happened, and not feeling *anything* really. Just... coasting...
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