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[14 Nov 2004|09:56am] |
Yes, as Stuart mentioned Friday nights has a new comedy savour, in the from of "Peep Show". It is a show about two nervous social bumblers, and their attempts to look normal, usually resulting in the exact opposite.
It's brilliant. The inner thought moments are the best. Problem is I can't find episodes yet, and it looks like i'm searching for porn when I type it into the search engine.
More in a minute.
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[14 Nov 2004|10:13am] |
What? How can you see me? I haven't written anything yet! Oh...alright...here I am...a bit late as I am tired and have been eating boiled fucking eggs.
This reminds me of the theme track to sixties black and white stand alone comedy/psychological funfest "The strange world of Gurney Slade", a frankly harshly portrayal of a man driven mad by life's eccentricities, and his apparent invisibility to others. Either he's insane or the talking dog is.
Fucking wanker canine. Prick.
Anyway, this is all shit. Last night was easy, despite the fact that our buffet party didn't start eating until TWO HOURS after they'd turned up. Got everything done. All of it. Apart from a single fork. Fuck the fork. What's the fork ever done for me? Nothing. That's right. Pronged silver cunt.
More drinking and night walking. And nice dreams.
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[14 Nov 2004|10:34am] |
Pippin. Works for the steward of Gondor for five minutes...then...laid off....just because old Denethor wants to burn himself......could have given him notice.
But no. Fucking stewards. Wouldn't trust them if I were you.
Old Dirty Bastard is dead. That is in every sense, a shock. He was a difference in rap, a raspy madman.
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[14 Nov 2004|10:57am] |
Seeing as I completed all work from last night with Lisa's help, I have no reason to rush. There are not a great amount of bookings. Just a few. A few meaning about forty. FEW.
This afternoon upon returning I have an essay to finish. I may leave it as it is, it's about 1,000 words anyway. But it needs refining.
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[14 Nov 2004|11:08am] |
Sometimes it's funny, you just know.
What am I on about? Nothing....it's wonderful...but it's nothing.
Nothing.
Mmmmmm.......actually it's a great thing. It's when we're both right.
It's now time I wasn't here. So I shall go and be somehwere else.
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[14 Nov 2004|05:28pm] |
Where's my fucking essay gone? 200 directories on this hard drive, only one of them contains it. Bloody hell. Er...yes...you lot.
Hello. Had a fine day. I think a certain somebody is chilling my out, causing me to look at myself in a different way, re-appraising all I thought about me. Making me feel like i'm a man, dammit.
That's rubbed off on my life. I'm a little cheerier, and there's a spring in my step. And somewhere else. Trotted to work happily and for once; enjoyed myself and the company of the people around me. No stress really, no arguments with Melanie, no bad blood.
Yeah. Work was fine, apart from the floor taking ages due to staff milling about like cattle during floor cleaning. Now then, where the aching piss is my essay.
Dropping in on the "Love Is....." mob, next.
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[14 Nov 2004|05:36pm] |
"So this......this....girl........."
"yeah?"
"She was amazing...intellegent...sexy...funny...had fashionable hats"
"Yeah..."
"Problem was.....she had tiny pairs of trousers for her eyeballs."
"What?"
"Yeah...one pair each...they don't even have legs"
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[14 Nov 2004|06:00pm] |
I project an air of sophistication, yes I do. By drinking rose wine from a whisky glass. I intend to neck the fucking lot and try to get inspiration to finish off a play that I can't find on my computer.
I may have to simply use what i've got on here. It is after all based on any excerpt we like. And it's already 700 words. Or thereabouts.
Perhaps i'll fuck about with it tomorrow.
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[14 Nov 2004|06:04pm] |
No 1:
Will Young.
He looks like Jack Nicholson's "The Joker" crossed with a cleaned up barrow boy.
Git.
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[14 Nov 2004|06:50pm] |
Generations change under our feet, leaves fall, precipices fall into the dust, but U2 still get to number one. Vertigo sits astride like a buddha on top of a pile of golden bones, in the uk forty.
Christ, they're there...every few years....shades and deserted panoramas. But with a few extra lines.
Sunday night is a cemetary, a wasted trip out only slightly less offputting than staying in. And so that's what I will do. Must finish writing some ideas for this sketch.
I've no idea if this is going to be considered a great or very bad essay. It really depends. Well, Carole did say we could ask our own question. Mine just involved midget horses, that's all.
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[14 Nov 2004|07:24pm] |
this is from the "The Pub" room, which i'd assume would be a racucous room full to the rafters with pub merriness, witty chat, and metaphorical drinking culture.
It's not, really. It's full of people talking inarcticuately about masturbation and sex. Just to show contrast of styles, my name here is "stillsmeister". Let's see if I can either get in with the "crowd" or completely alienate myself. Or be called names.
OnlineHost: *** You are in "Pub Chat". ***
Gazman0000: thanx minx
KinkyMinx3859991: mmen r a lot of wankers
Xx PnkyPoos xX: hehehe superdrug eh diane
Prettyinpink6720: some men kinky lol
NewcastIe Utd: aye so are girls like flicken the peanut
KinkyMinx3859991: true pink
Prettyinpink6720: lol Le'ann its just till i find something else
StillsMeister: Mmen? Is that some kind of prefix of man?
KinkyMinx3859991: i flick my peanut everyday ffs
Prettyinpink6720: lol
Gazman0000: lol
StillsMeister: A new kind only just discovered. Mmen...lot of wankers..not nearly as good as Amen, or Ymen
Gazman0000: pnut flicker pmsl
NewcastIe Utd: oh so u masrubate us fellas wank lol
Health hazzard 1: karen sis xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
KinkyMinx3859991: jj sis xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Xx PnkyPoos xX: <~ never masterbates
KinkyMinx3859991: shhhhhhh richie
Worksop Tasha: jj xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Prettyinpink6720: lol Le'ann
NewcastIe Utd: lol
Worksop Tasha: karen xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Xx PnkyPoos xX: true diane
Worksop Tasha: lea xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
KinkyMinx3859991: tasha xxxxxxxxxxxx
KinkyMinx3859991: im joking
Xx PnkyPoos xX: tasha xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
PJAMES2495: sammi
NewcastIe Utd: even nuns mastubate
Health hazzard 1: tasha xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Dancerr x: dan
PJAMES2495: ol
StillsMeister: Pint of Guiness please, and don't write "shit" in it this time, barman
Xx PnkyPoos xX: nah they daint rich
Prettyinpink6720: do ya not Le'ann .... ahh u must have someone doing it for ya lol
NaughtyJackLad: they so doooo
Dancerr x: dannnnnnnnnnnnnnn
Xx PnkyPoos xX: god cums down every night n shags em all
NewcastIe Utd: well not in front of mother superiior
KinkyMinx3859991: jackski xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Prettyinpink6720: pmsl
NaughtyJackLad: <-----loves a masturbatin nun
StillsMeister: You colloquial slang loving drink pouring shit
PJAMES2495: sammi WILL U MARRY ME
NaughtyJackLad: Kink's xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Dancerr x: am
NaughtyJackLad: :-D
NaughtyJackLad: gemski is a nun
NaughtyJackLad: NAUGHTY NUN
NewcastIe Utd: lol jack
Gazman0000: lo
Gazman0000: l
NaughtyJackLad: =-O
KinkyMinx3859991: gem is my sexy moo
Xx PnkyPoos xX: lol she got her habit on jaxxi?
PJAMES2495: oi m8 newcastle rule
StillsMeister: Aol have a very loose interpratation of drinking premises I must say. No drink...no designated smoking areas
Dancerr x: DANS A NUN
NaughtyJackLad: ooooo she got a habit alright
Dancerr x: LOL
PJAMES2495: sammi a bisexual
NewcastIe Utd: lol
NaughtyJackLad: pmsfl
Prettyinpink6720: Pjames hiya xxx can u please type so we understand you lol
Radleydamian: ANY GOOD LOOKIN CHICK 1NA CHAT YEAH 666
Xx PnkyPoos xX: yyyaaayyy @ meeting my wifey maybe at weekend
EssexDRN: <<< crawls in
Prettyinpink6720: darren xxxxxxx
PJAMES2495: k
Worksop Tasha: drn xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Legstomearse: drn drn drn mwahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
NaughtyJackLad: Xx PnkyPoos xX: yyyaaayyy @ eating my wifey maybe at weekend
StillsMeister: No tacky cantankerous bigoted landlord spitting tired jokes and smashing his liver out with scotch
Gazman0000: oi oi daz
PJAMES2495: can u understand me
Xx PnkyPoos xX: darren xxxxxxxxxxxxx
EssexDRN: hi pretty xxxxxxxxxxx name check lol
An inauspicuous start. Nobody wants to play. A similar reaction to my next er...."suggestion"
StillsMeister: Anyone here like leaning casually against a bar in a club lit up like a flickering sea of lighted up vomit and staring into the meat chasing mass, rapidly wondering what the hell went wrong?
Legstomearse: ty sexy karen xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
EssexDRN: pmsl karen, u wish u were watching lol
PJAMES2495: SITA I LOVE YOU
KinkyMinx3859991: no u wish u were wayching me flick me peeanut drn
NewcastIe Utd: << duznt do ham shanks
Legstomearse: jj sis u up for another mad nutter comeing up on saturday
KinkyMinx3859991: lier richie
Margretpride: hi room
PJAMES2495: hi
NewcastIe Utd: ok but not on a swunday
Amrbiggy: kinkyminx fancy a chat
EssexDRN: awww u putting me off me roasted now :-(
PJAMES2495: im muhammis
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[14 Nov 2004|07:57pm] |
Right, my evening residency is over. I must go and prepare myself for a night staring at paper and panicking. And drink.
See you lot later.
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