well i somehow managed to make it to work on friday still pissing beer sweats out left at 3 went straight on the lash ended up going to watch it at one of those screens in time square jobs, hammered several stellas into me so they would let us in without giving them the beer. only to find the fucking screen was so piss poor i went n watched it at home.
honestly i could have painted bits of rice, shat them up a wall and it would have looked better than their screen.
got inh had a massive jakey sent my world west. dont remember the match. when the mrs turned in i was laid out in a suspect puddle onn the sofa ( turned out to be sick but mostly cider lagery bile ) the floor standing speaker was on the floor sideways with a big dent in the wall and a great scratch up the fucker.
the mrs is not impressed but was up whiteyin into a bucket from 6am to 9 so isnt kicking off too much. top it all off someone knocked a pint into her face last night and she got an abrasion on her cornea, seriously 1 night away from me and we both end up a state, the staff at the walk in center were surprisingly simpathetic usually when you go in with a rink related injuiry they're right berks.
im literally covered in bumps, cuts and bruises from 3 days on the lash i really need to cut down. but thats like asking nelson mandela to stop being black when the suns out in the toon
hope everyones having a better weekend than me!
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