Wanna buy some pegs, Dave? No, Dave? ...You're MY wife NOW!
Mood severely pissed off
Wearing blue pilot jacket, blue adidas tee, dusty-blue sports trews
Eating/Drinking fuck off
Hearing Incubus - Megalomaniac
Dreamt about Toshio from Ju-on - The Grudge. A poster of him... apparently he was scary when he was blue, then I got less scared of him and he became more normal coloured. And he also grew a beard. Don't ask me why. I may just spit at you.
Currently reading Speeding - Kate Cann
Present MSN name I lost you to the heavens; I sit here on earth like a token, like some kind of souvenir of your living, like stardust or gasoline.
Talking to No one.
Last text from Bone
Word of the Day gaping
Firstly, the Pope died a couple of days ago. Just so you know.
Okay. So, I'm pissed off cos today was the day when my teeth came out. I'm still half numb and I'm in agony, dripping blood and have two very large holes in my mouth. I don't want to live anymore.
I'm not really in the mood to do my blog; and haven't been in the mood to do it for nearly a week now. I'm only doing it now so I can take my mind of the pain, unfortunately, it's not working.
I have already thumped the wall a few times so my hands hurt too. I have taken lots of paracetamol too; but I'm immune to painkillers cos I overuse them.
Dentist are evil, what can I say? My dentist and the nurse were really nice to me, but I kinda did just want to thump them in their smiling little faces... with their little perfect pearly white teeth grinning at me. Just to rub it in for me.
I can't remember it hurting this much last time, but then again - the roots on these teeth were nearly double the size of those last time. I felt oddly proud of my teeth deciding to stick around for many years after they were supposed to have gone.
I was also terrified; as I sat in that chair, shivering, sweating and my heart pounding away; and as the pliers came down, and I heard the first crack... I was terrified that they were gonna pull out the wrong teeth. I mean, neither of the teeth that came out were the right ones, cos none of them should have come out. I don't know why they had to.
Anyway, enough about friggin' teeth. I discovered the wonderfulness of Smack the Pony the other night. Also discover The League of Gentlemen which is not so great - it's just scary.
Also discovered some of Harry Enfield's old material, which made me laugh so much. I'm trying to download all three of those aforementioned comedy thingies.
Am starving. Can't eat. Might die. Had enough now. By the way, the Pope's dead.
Wearing blue pilot jacket, blue adidas tee, dusty-blue sports trews
Eating/Drinking fuck off
Hearing Incubus - Megalomaniac
Dreamt about Toshio from Ju-on - The Grudge. A poster of him... apparently he was scary when he was blue, then I got less scared of him and he became more normal coloured. And he also grew a beard. Don't ask me why. I may just spit at you.
Currently reading Speeding - Kate Cann
Present MSN name I lost you to the heavens; I sit here on earth like a token, like some kind of souvenir of your living, like stardust or gasoline.
Talking to No one.
Last text from Bone
Word of the Day gaping
Firstly, the Pope died a couple of days ago. Just so you know.
Okay. So, I'm pissed off cos today was the day when my teeth came out. I'm still half numb and I'm in agony, dripping blood and have two very large holes in my mouth. I don't want to live anymore.
I'm not really in the mood to do my blog; and haven't been in the mood to do it for nearly a week now. I'm only doing it now so I can take my mind of the pain, unfortunately, it's not working.
I have already thumped the wall a few times so my hands hurt too. I have taken lots of paracetamol too; but I'm immune to painkillers cos I overuse them.
Dentist are evil, what can I say? My dentist and the nurse were really nice to me, but I kinda did just want to thump them in their smiling little faces... with their little perfect pearly white teeth grinning at me. Just to rub it in for me.
I can't remember it hurting this much last time, but then again - the roots on these teeth were nearly double the size of those last time. I felt oddly proud of my teeth deciding to stick around for many years after they were supposed to have gone.
I was also terrified; as I sat in that chair, shivering, sweating and my heart pounding away; and as the pliers came down, and I heard the first crack... I was terrified that they were gonna pull out the wrong teeth. I mean, neither of the teeth that came out were the right ones, cos none of them should have come out. I don't know why they had to.
Anyway, enough about friggin' teeth. I discovered the wonderfulness of Smack the Pony the other night. Also discover The League of Gentlemen which is not so great - it's just scary.
Also discovered some of Harry Enfield's old material, which made me laugh so much. I'm trying to download all three of those aforementioned comedy thingies.
Am starving. Can't eat. Might die. Had enough now. By the way, the Pope's dead.
posted by ReddPhoenix at 5:14 PM
1 Comments:
Hi, I read your blog! It's very gripping. I might be getting university this week, I'm not sure though. I thought I could get it in a deal, but guess what, the deal finished last week!!!! Can u believe that, cos I can't. All I had to do was trade in 4 old games and then I could get it for 99p, but oh no I was a couple of days late visiting their shop! I hope my anger makes u feel better :)
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