Hey all, sorry about the lack of posts this past few days, but I had my birthday recently (Twenty,
yay!), and I've been so busy with all the constant stream of night's out, party's and what not, I've only just managed to sit myself down to get through shit.
Anyhow, I should tell you about my last few days on a constant bender, and I will, eventually, but first, a little encounter that happened on the first that needs beating of my chest. I bumped into Jess when out to pick up some bits for mother dearest. At first sight she storming over, looking all hellfire-is-about-to-explode-from-her-head. Not within ten paces, she screamed all sorts of abuse in the middle of town. Ensue major argument in which local PCSO's come over to 'diffuse' the situation. A lot of what was said was old news (see previous blog posts for the info), yet still felt more like it all came about the day before. I have a feeling my wounds are still open, but still, that can't be helped. Jess kept going on and on about all this shit because she thought we hadn't finished. All I said was "We have fucking finished, you idiotic fool. You ended this argument the moment you threw that goddamn punch!" "But you..." "Who gives a flying fuck what I ain't done! You made your opinion crystal-fucking-clear at the fucking end of it!" The PCSO's came by then. They asked what was going on, and to keep it down, as I was disturbing the other shoppers. All I said to them was that there is no scene, except the one she was trying to make. I walked off, leaving her to explain things to that lot. I got a nice, shitty little text from her later that day. I haven't replied, don't want to waste the energy on some girl.
A couple of days later, things picked up rather nicely. It was my birthday, I had the next seven days off, and I had some long overdue meets to attend to. First things first, a lovely meal with the family. That included: my mum, her OH, my three brothers, my grandparents, my uncle and aunt and their four kids (I know, a big family!), which was insanely funny to say the least. Straight after that, ensue a very long, very drunk, piss up at my favourite bar. There were only about eight of us, myself and Sonia included, but I reckon that was more than enough of us to do the dirty. God, I was so far gone (which is rare), I honestly do not remember getting back home. The last thing I do remember is the kebab shop. They had dance playing out, I could not resist dancing about like an idiot. I do know of some video floating around somewhere, if I can get hold of it I'll post it up. Following day I back out for lunch, with Josi no less. It was great to see her at last. We spent the best part of three hours in that bar (the same one as yesterday), chatting away on absolutely everything and anything. It could of gone on so well, but she had a call out. Some family problem had come up. It was a shame, but we have found an evening free, so we will pick up from there. That night it was a house party at my flat with the group. No Sonia, as she had babysitting duty. Now there was a night worth remembering. All sorts happened. It was epic.
After that night, it was a five day climb down. It was that long because of my work had some live acts in, so I thought I'll head in. So that was basically it, minus a few illicit details which I'll go on at great length later. Until then guys.
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