Ran dry on mobi-cash and was forced out into the street to buy a phone card at 9:45 pm. Messages not sending. Although it's happened many times already it still takes a couple hours till I clue in that my phone simply ran out of loi. Had to work the next morning but thought as long as I'm out... wtf. Ran into some of the lads at Cali and had a very civilized time there before kit-loying out and trying to catch Publishing Magnate the fonz out at skankhigh for a nightcap. Unfortunately missed him but had a great time being felt-up again by the wee bonny lass sre-so-whats'ernameagain in her blue tartan school-girl outfit. As a good friend would say "oh, she was over the top man!" and oh man, was he right. Something about a cleopatra hairdoo in a kilt really blows my bagpipes.
Anyway, a bit of a lame post, sorry. It was an early night. Although I did get to throw a few rocks at my neighbour through his window before going to sleep so all things considered it was a pretty good night.
2 comments:
Were those rocks meant for our Mythical friend? Get him?
He moves quick.
No. Different neighbour. But I got him alright.
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