Yeah, I work with a girl with a beard....

Mood pretty damn good
Wearing really old holey jeans, Nafaf tee, old manky socks
Eating/Drinking [Beloved] Heineken
Hearing Plumb - Drugstore Jesus
Dreamt about erm... cannae remember.
Currently reading The Beach - Alex Garland; Five People you Meet in Heaven - Mike Albom
Present MSN name If you take Christ away from Christian you are left with I-a-n and Ian isn’t actually going to help you.
Talking to Nowt
Last text from Bone
Word of the Day paper

I'm at Bone's dad's house, and, as usual, had a pretty good night here. I'm sitting here while everyone's actually in bed, just drinking me beer, listening to me mp3 player and tapping away and saying 'me' instead of 'my' like the common white trash I am. (heh)
Rather sad though, I ought to be upstairs in bed myself, but indtead I'm on the pc. Then again, there's actually no surprise there.

So, what's new? Not a lot. CCC has a new name (Jolene), erm... and oh my fucking gosh! There's a fucking moth right in fucking front of me!

Oh, gone now. Frick on a stick! That scared me!

Anyway, what's new? Bone and I hate Jolene. Nothing new, I guess. Went to town and fell in love with a latte, well, I did. Ellie was just sulking cos I made her go and order it. Nah, she's alright, wee-Bone is.

And what's the title of this post about? Oh, wouldn't you like to know? Well, that's a Lorna quote. She works with people who have special needs type thingies, and one particular girl has these random strips of paper which, when she's working have to be by her constantly and she needs to see them, and they need to see her. Yes, the paper has to be able to see her.
But the not the beardy thing, Lorna basically just came out with that comment kinda suddenly at the dinner table. There was a few seconds of absolute silence. Then we all fell about laughing. It was a beautiful moment.

Also, I think they all think I'm an alkie. I suppose that figures, cos I drink quite a lot of wine while I'm here and then follow it up with my Heineken or whatever. Hmm... never been pissed though.
I was talking to Ellie about that today when we went to town. I told her just that and she said that I'd been tipsy though. But, for me to get 'tipsy' and start talking about scottie dogs in the sky, it takes abut eight of nine glasses of white, half a beer, a few mouthfuls of Bechrovka Carlsbad which is a 38% alchohol content drink thingy and two alcopops.
I deliberately tried to get pissed. Just for the sake of it. I mean, I was at a New Years' Eve party with Ellena Rawlings, random slags and a load of quite scary people and their folks. And plus, at midnight Sue Rawlings (Ellena's ma) hugged me. I mean, for goodness sake! She was slightly intoxicated though, but still!
And y'know, talking about stupid things on the way home and not being able to walk straight wasn't all that much of a thing for me. I talk about stupid things anyway, and not being able to walk straight doesn't mean a thing, cos it's not like I can do that when I'm sober either. You just ask anyone I've ever walked home or to school with...

Anyway, I'm glad that tonight was pretty good; whilePaul and Lorna were at the pub before they came home to cook tea, Ellie was messing about on MSN and I was trying to read a book whilst drinking J20 but actually got so bored that I stopped and just decided to go and irritate people, cos that's what I do when I get bored.
And then I just got so bored I actually went to the loo about three times in an hour. Not quite sure why. Seeing as I just kept putting the lid down and sitting there quite oddly, then get up, put the seat back up again, flush the chain and then come back downstairs again.
Kinda reminds me of when I get excited/upset/etc. when I'm in the study at home. I'll wander out of the study, got upstairs, mayer walk around my bedroom once and then come back downstairs, back into the study and shut the door again. Most of the time I don't even realise I'm doing it, but either way, that doesn't really explain why I do do it.

Anyway, I'm off now. I've gotta go and try out my face mask. It's the cool peely one. Tried it once before. It's supposedly good for stress relief. The mask itself is kinda crap, but peeling it off does actually relieve stress.

I remember when I was a wee-lassie and I was at junior school All the kids would just dip their hands in PVA glue, wait for it to dry and peel of great strips of it. Why? Just because. Oh, I miss those days. Even when we had the Curly Lion.

I'm getting off track.

Roger, over and out.