I really shouldn’t have done some of that.
Sausage rolls and possibly a beer or two next I think. Might as well complete the debauchery. It’s not as if it actually matters, except to my performance, which I have discovered is basically affected only by how turned on I am (although also inversely by the hotness of the female. Worrying.)
Going to get the wysiwyg for this promptly.
And all ruined because I happened to see two drunk people getting off with each other. Utterly ridiculous.
This isn’t healthy. I’m beginning to worry for myself.
In other news, the boathouse didn’t have any hot dogs, and Lou is looking really quite nice these days, as is Emma, as is Mel, as is Janine. Janine wasn’t being very nice last night and I have no idea why. Hopefully go for a drink with Mel tonight and catch up.
- Chris
Not only should you not tell anyone anything, but you should not inquire about your friends’ lives.
My general feeling of satisfaction lasted until about 4am this morning. It depresses me that jealousy causes me to feel so goddamn angry. My ego is ridiculously fragile.
- Chris
np: Pitch Shifter – Triad (my own “video edit” from the Info? quicktime)
I just found out there’s a wysiwyg plugin for Wordpress. Yes. Hope it works as well as this one.
So, yeah, the demise of my old work has meant shifting this rubbish onto Blogspot. I’m eventually going to import all this into the proper blog and then syndicate back into Blogspot, which will be a fun exercise to get working. But for now there isn’t much to see here.
Didn’t get in until 5am. Considering the abject lack of normal Xmas things, like presents and good films on the telly, it’s gone pretty decently actually. Probably going to avoid this bird, it’d just be awkward otherwise. Although last night was a first in several ways.
- Chris
Firstly, I should Google “HUD”. Or Wiki it. (I’m so verbing that.)
Secondly, Wordpress 1.3 looking pretty cool. Have to sort this font though. It’s too curly for me.
I should have been updating this! I’ve probably forgotten stuff. Oh well. Let’s see…
Cute girl has a name. Lindsay Vicky. Woo. Nice accent too.
I am sooo floorwalker material already.
Loads of norks NORKS at work. Excellent.
(Ecsellent must be used.)
Emma is now saying “gads” about John. And the world returns to normal.
No money, no hair, no girlfriend. Merry Christmas!
I ROVE YOU INTARWEB.
Ha.
I’m really remarkably fickle. I think I’m over it, and all it took was a day of not getting any attention. Amazing. [edit: you may have attempted to get off with her. You fucking alcoholic retard. Jesus Christ.]
I’m sitting across from cute girl. Woo. She’s got this nice subtle smile, which is quite cool. I have no hair, so no pulling, but I can theoretically become friends with her. Just going to have to shave and stuff.
Fucking hungry. Going to have to go get sossierols at half past or I’ll die I think. The fridge-full-of-beer thing. Although it’s actually better if I don’t get them. Reassurance is one thing, but abstinence requires me to be hard on myself. Which means no sossierols. Cry.
Bald again.
Emma’s seeing John again. The little angel last night in Underworld is seeing the geeky glass collector, who is probably a nice guy and fully deserving.
Fuck this for a laugh. Not going out these holidays. Might just head somewhere they’ll allow me to wear a hat all night, but making no promises.
My haircut is terrible. Not going there again. Still tempted to get rid of the whole lot.
John’s remaining tight-lipped. I hate that I actually wish that emma hated him. It’s pathetic.
Underworld at 8pm. To be honest I’m only really going to see gill. She’s cool, and could do with some cheering up. I’d still pull her, but I’m taking it very very easy.
The emma thing will subside in time. I just need to tell myself that she didn’t choose john over me.
my love life is a collossal, pathetic joke. If I haven’t pulled by christmas then the hair comes off for new year and I stop making any effort at all until the laptop is due to be paid off. That’s five months of my 23rd year that I’ll miss, but the last five months have been utterly useless and it’s doing my head in.
So.
It’s possible that I actually fancy her. Think about her quite a lot. Get excited when she talks to me. Not sure about this yet.
And she’s went and pulled him.
I’ll figure this out. If she’s still talking to me, cool. If she’s not out tonight, cool. I do need Gill’s friend to be out though. Need to be shown some affection by someone.
This is fucking ridiculous. If I don’t pull soon I’m going to end up gay by accident.
In other news, bumped into Baz O’Halloran out last night. Happy coincidence. Gradually getting the network back together.
