The Boozehound

[ Tuesday, February 01, 2005 ]

 
I now moved to Milton Keynes.

How about that.

Actually I just switched over to LiveJournal sometime last Janurary. But I think Im going to switch back to this one. It is alot better now than what it used to be.

Blaggard [8:01 AM]

[ Thursday, July 22, 2004 ]

 
Alive and well.

Blaggard [8:46 PM]

[ Thursday, March 25, 2004 ]

 

There is something wrong in this world when all hell breaks loose because someone exposed thier breasts on TV but no one complains when they show graphic violence.

The human race is such a waste of space most of the time.

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

"For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command or faith a dictum. I am my own God. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us." - Charles Bukowski

A man who was once taken into hospital bleeding from the liver from gross alcohol abuse, then went to survive a further 30 years of living exactly the same. I guess for a brief while death did tremble to take the stubborn bastard. He produced some good writing. In his few sober moments.
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Mig set himself on fire.

Came back from lectures/write up fun at five and smacked a pie in the oven. Mig comes running in laughing grabs a glass of water.

"Come and look at this"

Me and Jason follow into his room. His candle is on top of the fire place and has set the plate it was on fire.

He threw the water on the candle. The cheap oil based candle. Flash. Fire shoots everywhere, up the walls to the sides. For some reason Mig grabs the plate, while its on fire and goes running headlong for the door. He obviously sets his hands on fire, dropped plate sending burning peices of crap all over his room. I had no shoes on so wasnt going to start jumping on it. Mig, in agony, and Jason start stomping on everything that was on fire. Mig ran into the downstairs toilet and stuck his hand in the sink. He was shaking like crazy.
Jason drove him up to the hopsital.

I calmly sat down, ate my steak and ale pie and watched the Simpsons.

Madness.

Mig is back now and his fingers are all wrapped up. Think its only for a couple of days though. He has gotta go back tomorrow to get the bandages changed, otherwise he is fine. In typical Mig style, he is laughing about it already.

Monday, March 22nd, 2004

A week in the life...
Last Tuesday was RocSoc. It was a good night. I ended up getting a bit more than intended. Got wound up with Spence and his semi-racist banter. Me and Ed got drunk. Ash and Rod turned up. Bombed out thier minds. Hehe, Rod just stood up and went "Im too drunk" and left.
Wednesday. Even better night. St Patricks day. Intended to bI e in Acadamy for 6:30, by the time I had sorted myself out, been to the bank, then got waylaid talking to Lucky about his disertation and my terrible attempts at finding employment next year it was 7pm. Most people were already there. Guinness was the order of the day.
Joesph came along. Not seen him in ages, shame really because we were good friends last year. I dont think got out of this night without a hangover. Fish had been drinking Southern Comfort, lemonade and lime for ages before we had even got to the pub. After a few in Acadamy we moved onto Varsity. It was rammed so we only stayed for one. Ash's flatmate pulled a Guinness flag off the wall for stealing. Dont know if he took it, we went to Bay upstairs. Had one in there before moving onto the Glen. I was hammered when I walked through the door. Someone stole my Guinness hat. I swore profusely at someone. Didnt get my hat back :(
Talked to Gem for ages. Got a kebab on the way home. Apprently woke Jason up shouting "Hail the Necrowizard" while walking accross the bridge.

I had a horrible hangover.

Thursday I did work and slept. Friday. Bay Basement. Me and the Bay are an accident waiting to happen. One night Im just going to drink myself into the floor and wind up with a stomach pumping.
I got pretty drunk. Spoke to lots of people. For the last hour it was just me and Ed. We just binged. Drunkenly shouted stuff. Went up and spoke to the DJ. Vaguely remember something about Soundgarden. Kebab. Woke up with an evil hangover.
Saturday went to the Bier Kellar thing in the union. It was good as always. I didnt drunk much, comparitively to the rest of the week, 3 steins and a couple of smirnoff ices. Dont know why but I just felt more like sitting around chatting to people, mainly Gem, than getting drunk.
Walk home Spence annoyed me. He was talking shite, I was trying to talk to Gem about stuff it became very annoying. Got back. Looking for an excuse to be angry about more things as I was already angry. Rhi being here yet again did nicely.
It was a cracking night though, just Spence wound me up on the way home. I was drunk so didnt take it with my usual humour. Infact when Im drunk Im known to encourage him from time to time.
Last night I went to the Scholars quiz. Was a lot better than the previous week, actually half interesting. Rhi got worked up with people talking in the pub because she couldent hear the quiz questions. She was actually going to go over and tell them to be quiet. Urgh. WTF? Telling people they cant chat to each other in the pub its just riciclous. For once I didnt hold my tounge and told her so. We went to Pier afterwards, cheap drinks. It was relaxed and a good night. Palin turned up with Kate. We laughed and talked. He was shit faced. Kept buying everyone pints and shots of Aftershock. So I got a shot in for him.
For some reason I had a cheeseburger on the way home. Wasnt even hungry. Hehe Spence was trying to be a clever fucker in Oscars. This drunk girl completly out did him and made such a good counter attack on him. He knew he was beaten and he found it funny. Everyone found it funny. Accept this drunk girl, who was being serious. Maybe thats why it was so funny.

Right now Im finishing off my Java write up, doing some tests and graphs for the report. Tomrrow gotta hand in my C. Thats all done, commented and documented though. Its actually quite a good peice of code this time. Is actually stable unlike my last attempt. Think I should get a nice 2:1 for it. Which will do me nicely.

Yeah what else is going on. Jason fucked up his exams. All in the 40's accept for one which was in the 50's. Last week when he went home he realised he hadnt done a peice of coursework. Decided to ignore the fact, so he has now promptly got a big fat zero for it. He doesnt give a fuck. I could probably understand if he was one of these people, kinda like me, who came to Uni just for the party rather than the work. But he isnt. I dont think Jason even knows why he is here. I need to stay of eBay.

One final thing, whos your hero?

All mine are dead or junkies.

Sunday, March 21st, 2004

A done deal

So she actually went through with it. If I could of sold my virginity you bet I would of done. I lost it, surprisingly, while piss drunk.

That experience is going to give her some mental scars. £8400. Therapy is going to cost her more in the long run.
But hey if thats what she wanted to do.

I personally wouldent have paid that much, the whole thing would of just been awkward and werid. Why didnt he just go to a hooker? Suppose he was on some kind of virgin lesbian kick.
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Why dont people piss off when its quite obvious that a private one on one conversation is required.

Urgh. I am so pissed off.

Yes. While Im in an angry mood. Why dont you piss off and go to your own fucking house for once. Yeah you can fucking moan about people turning up randomly at your house. You do that shit literally everyday here. You dont pay rent here. You dont pay bills here. You woke us up every morning you had work, when you dont even fucking live here.

FUCK OFF.




Saturday, March 20th, 2004


"User Friendly"

Use me when you want to come
I've bled just to have your touch
When I'm in you I want to die

User friendly fucking dopestar obscene
Will you die when you're high
You'd never die just for me
She says,
"I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you
'til somebody better comes along."

Use me like I was a whore
Relationships are such a bore
Deleted the ones that you've fucked

User friendly fucking dopestar obscene
Will you die when you're high
You'd never die just for me
She says,
"I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you
'til somebody better comes along."

Dont know why but that song kinda reminds me of myself and my ex-girlfriend. Hmm when I think about it alot of it sounds like our relationship as well.

Thursday, March 18th, 2004

Someone stole my hat!

Nothing a string of profanity and random arm movements didnt solve.

Well...it didnt get my hat back, but it damn well scared the shit out of them.


Tuesday, March 16th, 2004

St Patricks Day
Yeah tomorrow Im going to go and drink my weight in Guinness.

If any of you want to come along and play "drink Reesy under the table" your more than welcome to :)

Leave a message or clout me in lectures, as Im not sure what time were starting or were we are going to end up.

Reload is a possibility. But I imagine the Guinness is shite just like all union beer.

Anyway. Work work work, then RocSoc RocSoc RocSoc.


Monday, March 15th, 2004

Went to the Scholars quiz last night. I usually enjoy it but for some reason the last place I wanted to be last night as sitting in the pub. Didnt really want to go as I was shattered, didnt really participate in it just sat there. I got more and more annoyed by one person there who has being really pissing me off something chronic lately.
Something which has only being exagerated today by further things.

Cheered up a bit later on when we left Scholars, Mig decided he wanted Chinese food. An urge for King Prawn Fried Rice struck me. I hadnt had it since the first few days of the xmas break. It may have cost me £5.70 for a portion of it but it really cheered me up. Then watched Bad Boys 2.

It was shite. It was just such macho pro-american bullshit. Yeah, my sisters kidnapped in Cuba and goverenment wont help, so lets go and raise hell there ourselves, it doesnt matter that we are just a couple of cops.
Urgh please. Just because it was shite doesnt mean it wasnt watchable however. Crashed out. Got up this morning just to get pissed off again with said person.

I swear Im gonna go mental at them, its not like it hasnt been a long time coming its just I can take a stupid amount of crap before it actually starts to bother me.

Yeah anyway rant over. Back to the documentation.


Sunday, March 14th, 2004


Rock and Roll


This time I didnt get to drink with the band. These guys seemed crazy as well so it would of been fun to drink with em. It was an all round good night. Although a little werid, an event I thought I would of felt right at home in I still felt like I do at Reload. A plain and obvious outsider. But thats the fun of Reload...yeah Im going off on a tangent. Went to Varsity at 8 with Spence to meet Ash and sink a few pints before heading up the hill. It was the standard Saturday night in Aber, lots of locals who were already so far past the point of no-return there was no hope of them escaping hangovers. Stu came along. We drank some more. Roddy came along. Went up the hill, only me and Spence had tickets. Went straight in and got some beers in. Drank. Drank. Band came on. I bounced around a little bit, didnt really start moshing or anything like that. Lost everyone accept Ash. Spence was going crazy in the mosh pit, I saw him in the distance. The band were really good. The Red Hot Chilli Beans. Really good tribute band. Band finished went to the bar and suddenly the alcohol smacked me round the face. Didnt feel in the slightest drunk until that point, then bang, slurred speech loss of good motor control. Trained alot of vodka and cokes/lemonades. Which Ive found is alot nicer than coke. Ended up far drunker than I intended. Got a kebab on the way home, first time Ive been to Istanbul Kebab house since...freshers week probably. Stayed up talking to Mig till 4am or something stupid when I got back. Yeah. To the couple who thought it be clever to force you way close to the front, pushing me out of the way into the people behind, then just necking each other for the entire gig blocking my view for the majority of the show, your both a pair of cunts. ...sorry, that really pissed me off. Anyway today I have literally done nothing. I really did intend to start writing my java report. Really. Woke up. Intended to start at 3. 3 came, Ill do it at 4. Then Gem came round and next thing I know its 5:30 and we had been chatting to each other for almost two hours. Anyway, off to the quiz methinks.


Saturday, March 13th, 2004

My Own Worst Enemy
I give you the soundtrack to my life, Palin was really onto something when he said this song always reminded him of me:

Lit - My Own Worst Enemy.

Can we forget about the things
I said when I was drunk
I didn’t mean to call you that
I can’t remember what was said or what you threw at me
Please tell me
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I’m sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
And you’re gone
It’s no surprise to me I am my own worst enemy
Cuz every now and then I kick the living shit out of me
The smoke alarm is going off and there’s a cigarette
Still burning
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I’m sleeping with my clothes on
I cam in through the window last night
And you’re gone
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I’m sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
And you’re gone

The Wrecking Ball

Well another week pretty much gone.

Tuesday was RocSoc. Elections etc were held. Everyone that I voted for won which was pretty cool. Some werid random local started talking to us. He had spent the last few years living in Plymouth and had just moved back to Aber, where he found RocSoc for the first time. All werid. He was kind of annoying for many reasons. Firstly he was talking alot of complete jibberish. Then he started hurling insults randomly at people and then making suggestive comments to Polly and a few others.

Wanker isnt the right word, but its the first one that comes to mind.

Roddy and Stu turned up for a while. All good. Got a kebab for some ungodly reason on the way home. Once again I didnt really want one, it just seemed like the thing to do on the way home. My last memory of the night is watching American Movie on the TV. Was strange that it was on.

Wednesday once again was CompSoc. Drank a bottle of wine before leaving the house. Got to Spoons and the effects were suddenly noticeable. It never really occured to me just how strong the stuff was until that point. Sat down with a pint. Al and Ash were both drinking Exmoor Beast. The bastard child of Exmoor Gold, a much nicer ale. Fish turned up. Moved onto to Bar E where we met Roddy. Carried on a boozing. I was pretty much gone by the time we left Bar E. Anything else being put into the system was just agrevating the situation. Varsity, met Gem Gem in there. Did shots. Drank pints. The Walking Club were there so chatted to Rach and Spence for a bit. More shots.

Up the hill. Got into the union. Ended with a couple of bottles straight away. Fish kept trying to walk straight to the front of the queue to get into the union. I pretty much spent the entire time in the union sitting on the pool table talking to Gem. That guy who I was talking random bollocks at last week was there again. Geuss what...I ended up talking random bollocks at him again. Vaguely remember talking to QA Chris. The last memory of the union is doing shots of White Chocolate Corkys with the barman. He looked insanely fucking bored.
Ash was drunk out of his mind. Theres a good chance I pissed Fish off. I was laughing at him about something or other.

Thursday was Ed's birthday. This was a crazy night. Started at around 8 in Cambrian. I must have had 4-5 cocktails. On top of a pint and a shot of Jagermiester. Boom. Went over to the Coopers Arms. Through the door straight into the lead singer and keyboardist of the Hot Puppies. Once again, drinking with the band.

The show was good. Got flashed by Becky the lead singer, I think it was unintentional though. She dedicated the last song to Ed as it was his birthday. The fool still didnt get up to dance. If ever had a chance of fucking anyone close to a rock* that was it. I trained through a large amount of Guinness.
Stuck around after the show, once again chatting to the band. Then went to the Bay via Ed's to drop off some CD's that he got. Went to bay. The rest is just a vague blur of black sambuccas and absinthe. Ended up eating a pizza. Woke up with a stinking hangover, missed three lectures. But did get my QuickSort finally working, which is pretty good. Just tidying that code up today then Ill start the write up.

Also won an N64 on Ebay for £12 with Zelda. I had a sudden urge to bid for it. No idea why. Yeah well. Last night I ended up playing FF7 till silly o clock in the morning. Jason got drunk and pissed me off. One glass of wine and he turned into Mr Racist Bastard.

Im off to Rock World 2nite. Should be interesting. Red Hot Chilli Beans are playing. They are a pretty good cover band, think they were at the May Ball last year.

Theyll have to be good to impress me....Ive been down the front for the real think. Sure I may have been out of mind on booze and drugs, but I was there.
Blaggard [12:06 PM]

[ Saturday, March 13, 2004 ]

 
Glyn for a short while died last night. His heart stopped. They pumped some adrenaline into him. He is going to be ok.

Although I dont know him that well, only ever talk to him through Ash or Roddy.

Now here is the next fucking chilling fact. It appears that somebody slipped him a large quantity of a date rape drug, no one Ive spoke to knows which one yet. He was at Matts house party, one I was meant to be at but due to the savage beating I gave myself on Thursday I stayed in. You see Glyn had only been to that party. No where else beforehand.

So you know what sick fucking thing could well of happened here. Someone I know could of slipped it him.

The fucker will be found and will be going down for it.

People should be allowed to throw whatever substance they want into themselves but doping others without thier consent is just plain sick and fucking wrong.
Blaggard [3:02 PM]

 
Well another week pretty much gone.

Tuesday was RocSoc. Elections etc were held. Everyone that I voted for won which was pretty cool. Some werid random local started talking to us. He had spent the last few years living in Plymouth and had just moved back to Aber, where he found RocSoc for the first time. All werid. He was kind of annoying for many reasons. Firstly he was talking alot of complete jibberish. Then he started hurling insults randomly at people and then making suggestive comments to Polly and a few others.

Wanker isnt the right word, but its the first one that comes to mind.

Roddy and Stu turned up for a while. All good. Got a kebab for some ungodly reason on the way home. Once again I didnt really want one, it just seemed like the thing to do on the way home. My last memory of the night is watching American Movie on the TV. Was strange that it was on.

Wednesday once again was CompSoc. Drank a bottle of wine before leaving the house. Got to Spoons and the effects were suddenly noticeable. It never really occured to me just how strong the stuff was until that point. Sat down with a pint. Al and Ash were both drinking Exmoor Beast. The bastard child of Exmoor Gold, a much nicer ale. Fish turned up. Moved onto to Bar E where we met Roddy. Carried on a boozing. I was pretty much gone by the time we left Bar E. Anything else being put into the system was just agrevating the situation. Varsity, met Gem Gem in there. Did shots. Drank pints. The Walking Club were there so chatted to Rach and Spence for a bit. More shots.

Up the hill. Got into the union. Ended with a couple of bottles straight away. Fish kept trying to walk straight to the front of the queue to get into the union. I pretty much spent the entire time in the union sitting on the pool table talking to Gem. That guy who I was talking random bollocks at last week was there again. Geuss what...I ended up talking random bollocks at him again. Vaguely remember talking to QA Chris. The last memory of the union is doing shots of White Chocolate Corkys with the barman. He looked insanely fucking bored.
Ash was drunk out of his mind. Theres a good chance I pissed Fish off. I was laughing at him about something or other.

Thursday was Ed's birthday. This was a crazy night. Started at around 8 in Cambrian. I must have had 4-5 cocktails. On top of a pint and a shot of Jagermiester. Boom. Went over to the Coopers Arms. Through the door straight into the lead singer and keyboardist of the Hot Puppies. Once again, drinking with the band.

The show was good. Got flashed by Becky the lead singer, I think it was unintentional though. She dedicated the last song to Ed as it was his birthday. The fool still didnt get up to dance. If ever had a chance of fucking anyone close to a rock* that was it. I trained through a large amount of Guinness.
Stuck around after the show, once again chatting to the band. Then went to the Bay via Ed's to drop off some CD's that he got. Went to bay. The rest is just a vague blur of black sambuccas and absinthe. Ended up eating a pizza. Woke up with a stinking hangover, missed three lectures. But did get my QuickSort finally working, which is pretty good. Just tidying that code up today then Ill start the write up.

Also won an N64 on Ebay for £12 with Zelda. I had a sudden urge to bid for it. No idea why. Yeah well. Last night I ended up playing FF7 till silly o clock in the morning. Jason got drunk and pissed me off. One glass of wine and he turned into Mr Racist Bastard.

Im off to Rock World 2nite. Should be interesting. Red Hot Chilli Beans are playing. They are a pretty good cover band, think they were at the May Ball last year.

Theyll have to be good to impress me....Ive been down the front for the real think. Sure I may have been out of mind on booze and drugs, but I was there.
Blaggard [2:42 PM]

[ Sunday, March 07, 2004 ]

 
Friday night I went to the bay basement for RocSoc. Went with Gem gem, due to her normal habits of been late for everything I told her a time well before the place opened to meet. Because that way I figured she would be ready for the right time. Nope. She was actually ready on time. So we went upstairs in the bay for a pint, it was quiet so we actually had chance to talk to each other properly for once. It was nice.
Went downstairs at about 9:30, Ed and Steve were there. Amazingly after they had both been up half the night doing an essay. Urgh, Ill have to do the same thing in my final year. Started drinking more heavily. Ed was blasting through lots of Baileys. I personal dont really like that stuff, much to creamy and thick. Had some Red Bull because I started to feel tired. Its been that long since Ive had any the stuff actually had an effect on me. My legs wouldent keep still. Drank lots more pints. Some horrible WKD sliver stuff. Mike, my group project leader, turned up. He drank with us. Gem went to Rummers with Rach for a bottle of wine. Jason had gone there to watch Aber Jazz with Palin.
I stayed in the bay. Got a little too wasted and ended up on the Bay Vodka again...

Urgh.

Left and got pizza. Ended up roaming around the streets with Mike before heading home to bed. Spoke to Sam from back in Brum on the phone. Using all my credit. She wasnt very happy.

Woke up with a monster hangover.

Last night I stayed in and played FF7, Jason drank 0.75 litres of Gin and a few cans of John Smiths, for no other reason than he had the alcohol there. He didnt go out, just went round Palins and crashed there. He is the oddest drunkard Ive ever come accross.




Blaggard [6:16 PM]

[ Thursday, March 04, 2004 ]

 
I am not Sir DrinksaLot.

Right now I should be coding Java. But hey I finally got the code laid down for that fucking C monstrosity today. Which is a good thing. I think Ive shouted more profanity in B57 this week than even during the group project.

Yep its been another two good nights out.

Tuesday night was, as always, RocSoc. Quite a big chunk of time was taken up with campagin speaches and so on. Its the elections for next years commitee next week. Chances are I wont be around but Ill vote because it would be nice to know a good bunch is running it. That and Ill be there anyway so I might as well do it. Yeah I was getting pretty drunk. Everyone was being really freindly in there as well, which was great.
Spence left early as he was shattered. There was some drunk guy sitting on a chair in the middle of the room. Comatosed. He fell forward smacking his head of the floor, he never even noticed that he done it. Just lay there. A few minutes later he got back onto the chair and went to sleep. Then he moved to sit on the end of the bench we were sitting on. Steve got into the Red Bull and vodkas again.
Here is a guy with chronic sleep problems and yet will still drink stimulants. Crazy. I stuck to the beers all night if I remember correctly.
Yes. Then about 11ish Ash and Roddy turned up. Completely wrecked. Little motor function, speach was even worse. They had been to the £ party in Varsity and didnt fancy the Pier. I went to the toilet. Came out and Roddy was being led out. Turned and looked at the bench. There was a large whole in. Ash was just sitting there, looking drunk. It was pretty funny.
gstar was there as well. He hates Rock Music. Infact now I think about it I think viper9x was there an all. Meh I was drunk so its an excuse.
On the way home me and Ed decided to get kebabs. Got it, bumped into Gemma P. She was a shed load drunker than I was so I dragged her back to her house. Got into my room. Had about two bites then decided I wasnt hungry anymore. Woke up half dressed in bed agian.

Last night the first CompSoc social of the semester.

I got pretty damn hammered. Yet due to some rules we added due to the likely hood of it occuring, Im not allowed to win the Sir Drinks-a-Lot trophy. Fish drank a bottle of wine before we left the house, he had a sudden urge while on the way back from C work to aquire some. Ive not drunk wine as part of a drinking session since my first year. Maybe I should start doing that again, it always seemed to work out pretty well when I did it. We met in Spoons at 8. Started by 8:45 I was two pints down and drinking vanilla vodka. Slammed one down in Beechings before going over to Varsity. In here we got into the White Chocolate Corkys and a few more pints. Someguy came over trying to recruit people for some Army thing. I told him we were ideologically different and he would be wasting his time. It was the truth. By here I was starting to feel drunk. Did a shot before we left before walking up to the union. I was glad that I had a ticket. Straight in this time. In future I think this the best plan. Got in there and started slamming beers down. Al was really drunk.
They were doing this date rape awareness thing by sticking flags in pints left unattended. Good idea I thought.
Al was obsessed with collecting them. He even left his pint in odd places just so he could get more. It was pretty funny. Ally came up and I ended up talking to some random guy who was the boyfriend of one of her friends. More pints and I think shots came on the agenda at somepoint. Now it all gets vague. Next thing I remember Im outside talking to people from the CU. I was drunk thus I was being a cocky bastard.

*following text is rough transcript as I can only vaguely remember the conversation*

CU guy: "Hey, you alright, have a good night"
Me: "Yeah. But look never take drugs" ---no idea why I said to him.
CU Guy: "Oh right. ok." -- werid look ensued.

Then I noticed they were part of the CU.

Me:"Ah you guys are in the CU. You have toast."
CU girl:"yeah want some?"

I dont think I replied just wondered off.
I get the vague feeling I may have told her I was a satanist. Which she probably took offense to if I did. But if I did, it was meant as a joke.

Now the fighting. At the bottom of the hill Spencer said :"Hail the Necrowizard" A bunch of welsh guys somehow took offense to this. They started threatening Spence and calling him and ton of racist crap. None of it made any sense what so ever. Even the beer couldent make it mean anything.

Lets face it. Im not the hardest nor the best fighter in the world. Infact usually Id just run off or try and talk my way out of it. But when Im drunk I think Im the ginger Mohammed Ali. This was one such occasion.

"Arghhh, your fucking English. Ill fucking have you"

I launched into a massive stream of verbal abuse and arm wavings. They didnt stand a chance against a drunk me and Mig who has literally been trained to kill people(military experience). You should seen em shrink. They followed us for a bit but they didnt do anything. I think it shook Spence up a bit. He seems to think they will jump him when they see him in the street.

Nah. Those guys didnt have the balls to fight when they were drunk, they arent going to when they are sober.

It was the first CompSoc in a while. It was a good one. Al won the trophy. Because he was the drunkest, by far.

Im still hungover.


Tuesday, March 2nd, 2004

Urgh
The one night stand thing was a let down. I got the complete wrong end of the stick. I thought it was four bands playing live. Nope. Was four bands DJ'ing. For some odd reason I listened to all of them.
They were all shite. Apart from The Distillers who like alot of simaler music to me. NERD played one good song, Pink Floyd - Money. Im surprised to find they liked Floyd. My opinion of them doubled after that.
Today ended up doing C nearly all day. Alot further with it now. Intend to get up at 10 tomorrow, go into uni and hack away at it till about 5 probably. Hopefully I should solve a few of the things that were bugging me about it today.
Right now Im doing a bit more of the Java project before fucking off to RocSoc to probably get drunk. Tomorrow night me and Fish are running a CompSoc social. Judge Jules appears to have grabbed a few people who may have otherwise come. Thats ok though. We had no idea "his highness" was coming to Aber when we planned this.
We have a few though. Im going to really make an effort to blast it off at least half right. Which probably means Ill plow a good deal of my own cash into shots and shit for people.
What can I say. Im a slave to the party. Take my camera. Get some photos on the website.

Yea. I need access to my compiler but I set it off running my BubbleSort last night. Nearly 24 hours and its still going. Thankfully I know it works, I tested it with a small set of data before hand. Apparently someguys took 3 days to compile.

Going to set Java up on my laptop so I have access to a second compiler over this project time.

I appear to have waffled alot.
Blaggard [11:08 PM]

[ Sunday, February 29, 2004 ]

 
Placebo are stingy with thier Cocaine. In a way this entire weekend so far has been leading up to drinking with semi-famous rock stars talking about drugs and generally rock and roll debauchery. Right, lets get this thing started:

At least once a year I have to drag some complete stranger back to my house. Not for sex or anything like that, just for the shear sake of it. Friday night I did just that.

Went to the Bay for RocSoc. The roads were horrible with ice and it had begun to snow again. The Bay was freezing and the bar was closed. Tried to get upstairs to get a pint, door was locked. Got some beer down me when the bar finally opened. Simit and Dom turned up. Piss drunk.

viper9x turned up. He had come from mss2's house party. He convinced us to head over there afterwards.
Near the end they refused to serve Dom anymore drink. He was all over the shop. I was worse but managed to keep it togeather enough at the bar to convince them to give me two double vodka and cokes. They thought I was getting one in for Dom. Which I wasnt. I think one of them followed me back to my seat to see. Meh. They were all for me.
Niff's DJ set was a little...dodgy. Although I dont mind the odd cheesy rock song she was playing some werid early 90's dance jibber jabber. Almost made spill my beer. Randomly remember talking to Emlyn(sp?). Barrled out into the street at kick out time. I think I followed viper9x but Im not really sure. Flash of walking round some side street. Before standing in a lounge with a can of Strongbow in my hand with Ash, Rod and Ed. Left, got a kebab. Next thing I know Im sitting in my room, with some Maths graduate who works in a bakery, smoking weed. Was a very "what the fuck?" sort of evening.
I told her to crash here if she couldent be bothered to go home, she thought I meant sleep with me. But really I didnt, I was just being friendly. The weed had mellowed me out and I just wanted to sleep myself. Of course lets be honest, I was far to fucked to have been anywhere near capable anyway.
I woke up at 9 sprawled accross my bed, fully clothed. Went back to sleep till 12:30.

Last night I went to see Colour of Fire play in Retro. Met everyone in Rummers for a few pre-gig pints. Jason was being bitchy, he didnt want to go and see the bands but didnt want to stay at home. I knew exactly what he wanted to do, sit in Rummers all night and listen to the hillbilly with the banjo(no really, im not fucking with you). Spence made it worse by going crazy at him. The pair of them can be such children. Someguy got thrown out for trying to steal bar towels.
Headed off to Retro just after 9. Waited for ages for Jason to get some cash out. We all start going in when Jason changed his mind and fucked off. Probably for the best. He was pissing me off and he was drunk enough to start abusing everyone he came accross in retro. He is a uber-homophobe. Hehe, side tracking here, but for a while we used to take him to gay nights and not tell him until afterwards. His opinion on everyone he had met there changed. Made me and Fish laugh hysterically. Then it got boring.
Anyway. The bands. The first one were plainly shit. Experimental indie crap. One point the guy was literally using some odd synthersizer. The lead singer reminded me of Jack Osbourne, accept on a skank load of speed. They sucked.
Next band I really liked, Moses Earts Cheese, they were a little bit crazy but could keep a tune togeather and it was pretty interesting stuff. Ed was impressed enough to buy thier CD. I was pounding through the pints pretty fast. Next band were Colour of Fire. They were good but musically I must say I prefered Moses Eats Cheese.
After the bands finished we went to one of the other rooms in the place. Gay Matt from CompSoc was there with friends. We had a beer. Pretty much everyone left after one. They missed the best part. Me, Ed and Spence were sitting around a large table. When none other than Colour of Fire came and asked if they could join us.

Like, fuck yeah.

We got talking. Dumbass me. The only thing I could think to say at first was:

"So you guys toured with Placebo...I hear they do a fuck load of drugs"

Apparently they are all coke fiends, and they dont share thier drugs. COF were pretty disapointed by that. It may have been a completly random thing to ask them but it broke the ice a bit. They stayed till around 1-1:30 before getting back on thier tour bus. There off to Brixton for a gig on Monday.
Other randomness. Got talking to a drunk lesbian from Kansas. She was a really nice lass, talked about America. She told me to go and see proper states, not that backwards ones that Ive been to(Utah and Texas = shiteholes).
Gay Matt was drunk and tried to molest me. I dont know what his fixation with molesting me while drunk is.

Left when it shut. We were all riding high after drinking with the band. Went to Hollywood pizza. Spencer was doing random drunk spencer stuff. Freaked a couple out. For some reason I remember this vividly.

"Sorry. Just ignore him. Hes crazy on acid"

Which was a lie. But it got a smile out the guy. The girl just looked a bit scared. Talked to a few randoms in the pizza place. Spencer was kissing the window. Got home. Ate pizza. Woke fully clothed in bed...again.

....and now Ive lost my fucking house-keys. Great.
Blaggard [12:34 PM]