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for me its got to be "i'll knife you the fuck up", on the bus this morning.
has spoken to me yet today.
Smell this bag, What do you think it smells of?
to speak to me so far was the voice of my flatmate on a voicemail he left me last night while I was asleep. And it's not very exciting.
he said "why????!"
i said "cos its right next to my fucking ear"
he said "no need to be so rude"
i said something, he said something, i said something else, he said he'd knife me
i said "no you fucking wont"
ramble ramble, he carrried on listening, no on else batted an eyelid.
i got off the bus first, and from outside i did the "ungh, spackker" face at him.
it was the only way
are DEFFO the only, and the best, reply to such people
best thing today, erm, 'love you' was good this morning.
the name "ungh spackker" its very pleasent, hence the quote marks.
is the term, I believe. No, honestly.
it is indeed called 'belming'
but feared it would go over some heads
it was called that by the profanisaurus from Viz magazine.
your face is made of teabags
about how (un)likely it was that British people got to high positions in the administration of 18th century Russia.
I love my dad.
and my dad is ace!
so am unlikely to speak to anyone for about 6 hours.
Hope your ok, Alcxxk!
(thanks, i am)
kill me now, sorry.
No today, but my favourite quote of friday night may have been you.
'Hang on, what's going on? This isn't where we dance.'
It's good to have a routine.
"how are you supposed to know which train goes to wimbledon?"
the one that goes to surbiton
we need to be next to te dj booth, or they dont give us tokens DUH
gave me a hug. It didn't need words. Words would have spooiled it.
in the best dream i've had for ages.
in the early hours of this morning
'you love it' when i went into the living room and expressed my disgust at being woken up to the sound of the pussySHITdolls.
I DO NOT LOVE IT.
which is kinda a new nick name. Funny.
to put your trouser on in the mornings again?
Well, they are shorts... He thinks they are hotpants... :)
My so called 'friend' who sits opposite me hasn't noticed it. And hasn't actually acknowledged me today.
anyways..what's it like? picturespictures?
I'll try take a picture later and let you see!
I sent a nice one to Mike the weekend so he might be able to show you...
sounds a bit like mine, only I'm trying to grow my fringe out and it's ru-ub-bish
I like having a fringe though its a bit weird but actually really cool!
and spent most of it suppressing giggling because the start involved two tech support guys in India spelling their names.
it took a while.
~ My Icelandic physiotherapist
then presented me with a plate of mince pies.
i'm now working on eating the whole plateful. me = pie
the person sat next to me in my tutorial after examining our core texts
'you're looking very regal today Miranda - like the queen'.
What the fuck?
'Do you want some coffee?', which I was asked earlier.
I did, in case you were wondering.
the only thing anyone has SAID to me, like in talking, is rubbish. quick! someone say something cool.
you're just jealous of my hat.
"with a bit of padding. we could dye your beard"
"We've just received word that your buyers are ready to exchange today and complete the sale on Friday"
When I said no, she said "Oh, I thought you were a French".
It's been a slow day, to be fair.
or so i hear.
having had last Thursday and Friday off sick: "Feeling better then? You still look pretty rough." Er, cheers...
'Do you want some spaghetti hoops?'
You're a lucky guy.
I am so jealous.
in addition to my spaghetti hoops, toast AND fish fingers. It was pretty much the best lunch ever.
That was a nice thing to hear
he called me a 'cutie pie'?!? im confused.