Fairwell to the fairground

Typing is probably the worst thing I could be doing right now due to severe joint pain in my thumb but hell life's not worth living if you don't do stupid stuff.

There is a meeting taking place shortly which will undoubtedly be full of boring old rubbish so i'm making most of the short time I have before it. I have been drinking 'Defence' juice today, i'm hoping it has some sort of magical powers which in turn make me 'defend' myself and everything I dislike. So far not happened but it's early doors....

Paid on wednesday which will be fabulous. Need to remember to completely clear off my overdraft so I don't get myself in any kind of mess again, deffo not needed! Need to find something to wear to Abby's birthday, get a hair cut and all sorts of other things. Busy lady!

This weekend was rather eventful, Friday night went out with the girls and we planned to hit up Babylon for soe 90's rave tunes but alas we ended up seeing a bunch of people we used to hang out with when we were 15 and everyone else wanted to follow them all to the shit hole that is Walkabout. I protested but was clear I was literally the only one with a problem so ended up saying what the hell and going in. Karolina from IBM was on the door so she let me in for free which is always welcome! It was going well until we found a drugged up/drunk girl in the toilet literally passed out. She had her bag open on her lap, camera on her wrist a wet patch which i'm still not sure the nature of - she'd either pissed herself or spilt a drink in a very unfortunate place. We got help from a security woman who I thought was quite nice, she turned out to be the exact opposite but that's for later. The girl ended up throwing chunks on the security's shoes. Bahaha, unlucky! So anyway, Bec and I escaped having done our good deed, I then got a call from Ian and ventured into the smoking area to hear him. Was full of chav's couldn't hear a thing, and so went actual outside onto the street to take the call. Call ended and I try to get back in, the woman says 'No, nobody else being let in.' I explain my friends are in there, staying at my house so I can't just leave them. I needed to get in to find them etc. She was the biggest jobsworth this country has ever seen so after milling around outside for a short whlie and nobody answering phones I slid under the barrier and found Becca. Next thing I know security bitch has got her hand wrapped around my wrist so tight yanking me across the floor and pushing me out the door. Eventually Becca came out and we went home, shared the story with my Dad and to say he was less than pleased is an understatement. He called walkabout to give them a piece of his mind. They're in the process of looking through their CCTV and the manager said I should have been offered to give my name to the DJ for him to annouce I was outside she security moron offer me this? Did she fuck. Before I decided to commit crime of the century and pass under the barrier I spoke to a random girl in the smoking area she said 'Tell them you know the DJ Andy, they will let you in.' So there I am at the door 'The DJ's my mate Andy, yeah!' LOL most convincing performance ever. Bec and I ended up going home meeting James half way, going to Kwiki Mart in odd slippers and a cowboy hat....totally random.

Saturday night went to the most horrendous party with the parents, I left because it was that bad. Met James, went to slug for a drink. He ended up going to some thing called 'The Drake..' I decided against this as Abster was staying at mine so met her in Soprano's for some wine then we got back to my house around midnight. Ended up getting text from Damo and heading back out AT 12:30 to LJR's! Damo, Cags, Me, Abs, Stokesy and Luke all walked back to Stokesy's for rave central - Damo and Cags went home around 3 and we all went to sleep about 4:30am, Abs and I pulled out the sofa bed, Luke slept on a couch with his shoes on lol and Lizzy and Stokesy got busy in his room, baha! Abs and I put 'Wake up it's a beautiful morning' on full volume at 11am and ran in jumping on the bed in the morn, good times hahah.

So there's been a meeting and when I said it was full of boring rubbish I was half right except for the fact I might have just lost my job. Oh joy. '6 heads' are getting the chop and I could well be one of them. BTT 3 has now gone to Bratislava so basically my job is fucked. Awaiting further outcome on friday.

I'm a little bit shocked at what#s just happened but bring on Newcastle Vs Pompey tonight!

Mugging myself off

I'm struggling to update this with anything good mostly because my life has come to a complete stand still. Some good things have happened though - Simon is the best man to sit next to at football ever because he donates to your cause of not being able to buy a season ticket in favour of monthly repayments. What an absolute Gem, and a fucking rich gem at that. I don't quite know how much money he has but it's a hell load that's for sure. Dad and I sat down and arranged my finances this evening and he is being the Father I always knew he was; very kind, considerate, helping me in my hour of need. I truly, truly hope I don't have to move home any time soon, but who knows. It would be a lot easier that's for sure but I will not give in to 'easy' just yet.

I have nothing to update on other areas the world and his wife already know about. It's still shit and i'm still barely up together with it. Pretty much sums it up, lingering like a bad smell. Go away!

Running has taken a little progression and when I say little I MEAN little. Got a schedule to run 5km comfortably. This is the first step, cos quite frankly i'm terrible.

Community challenge on Thursday and then on Tuesday next week giving blood. How helpful can one person be in 6 days?! Feeling very good about that.

P.S - I just wrote 'mugging myself off' as the title but i'm laid down in bed and it's a lttle hard to type and I accidentally wrote 'muffing myself off' that would have been the worst typo in history bahahahahahahah!

Cider Drinker

Long weekend is the best. Cider hangover today though, give it a few hours and i'll be buzzing again. Finally said something last night, perhaps it's the beginning of the end. Let's hope so because I am beyond fed up of feeling like turd.

Off to footy soon, gonna take a walk to Stokesy's to get my car. Excited for chill out at Dawn's later, chinese and drinks. Hurrah :o) Mexican Party tomorrow!

Peace out.