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I don't have time to say anything else, but hi.
Drinking beer and eating crisps
Had a dream about spiders last night, dont really mind spiders but seemed terrified of them in the dream, then an old woman fell out a window she was already dead...when i went outside to check all these beetles attacked me, i had another dream about seeing Tim and Eric live though, in fact it probably was the same dream.
hopefully there will not be a fuckofftuesday in between now wnd then.
Had to pack and lug in my heavy suitcase for the courier to collect today. Had to plan out my week in clothing. Bit weird.
Otherwise, my chest is on the mends and I am ready for the weekend.
but actually parties and hangovers and then more parties. I had an ace time,and am looking forward to hitting Manchester again next month. Still, I am now feeling iller than all the members of Public Enemy put together.
have already lobbed about half a cup of coffee down my jeans >=[
band practice tonight so things should hopefully improve...
I don't even understand innuendo =(
where the gf of a DiSer's mate came round, got frisky, spilt tea over her lap and then offered to take them off for him. or something. as usual, no passionate sex ensued; it was a very DiS affair.
that makes more sense - I was into pretty deep filth trying to work out any encoded smut...
I feel good. Big 4 for Sonisphere, decorated christmas tree last night, played some awesome Rock Band 3. \m/
I went to bed last night at 10pm! It was great. I haven't done that in a while. I may even do the same tonight.
^fucking hell. my life is mental.
i'm up at 6.30ish for work - i can do the occasional late night but i get cranky if i don't sleep enough.
my reputation as DiS's hardest partier is unrivalled.
I turn into a misery guts and its always best that I lock myself away from everyone when I haven't had enough sleep.
10-10:30ish is the ideal time to go to bed but lately i've been pushing midnight, sometimes even later! We both have such crazy lifestyles, ccb.
I didn't sleep much last night. Instead sang, in my head, 20 second snippets of possibly every song I have ever known any lyrics to.
I don't know why the thought of you lying in bed singing random lyrics made me laugh. I think it was because it was coupled with the thought of a midget standing by your bed at the same time!
Totally forgot about that. Brilliant.
(now I am trying to do the concealed laughter, thanks)
I'd better get a decent Christmas present.
BACK TO WORK WITH ME.
We have some brilliant terms! It's no good for me, what with me being 10 and all.
But he's washing his scalp.
tell him I can't wait that long =(
I want to come and work for you now :D
Tonight is my work christmas party. I'm djing it for the third christmas running. A sucker for punishment, really looking forward to getting threats of violence from 40 year old women again
For some reason this means I work predominantly with women.
For reasons further still at the two previous ones I've done middle aged women have made threats against my person because of the music I was playing. Which, by the way, isn't the indie stuff I play at Something Serious. It was full on Christmas party pop and Christmas tunes
Last year she was having a go at me for playing Angels. Now bear in mind everyone was singing along and loving up. She threatened to pull the cables out of the decks.
So just as it was hitting the big crescendo I stopped the music totally and shouted "SORRY EVERYONE - SHE SAYS I'M NOT ALLOWED TO PLAY THIS ANYMORE!", and started the next track to a chorus of boos
at ours we had these dj's trying to be all cool and mixy. i just wanted to hear i wish it could be xmas every day! eventually one of the girls got a cab home to pick up some cds and kicked them off.
I wish I got more personal emails.
I will achieve
I can do anything
Please help me by pointing out that i appear to be posting a lot if i appear to be posting a lot
would probably have been enough tbh
My job interview prep has reached the triage stage. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.
I keep thinking "It's ok, you've got 3 more nights to swot up" and am briefly calmed, until I remember it's the Christmas night out on Wednesday and two nights just isn't enough time left to do everything in.
Maybe this would be a good time to take up smoking.
I'M NOT A DICKHEAD.
She thinks I am.
I have never sworn in front of my parents, I have the major fear.
my brother said the word cunt once and my dad punched him, bad.
He just laughed and said that was a pretty bad word. Then he said "Although, Chaucer was quite fond of it..." I didn't really use it again until I understood what that meant.
Including the word dildo.
It was only years later that I realised Mrs Smegma probably wasn't a real name.
I felt I had to keep up, yknow?
Totally manic week at work thanks to my oblivious editor deciding not to cut the number of pages despite the fact I was doing everything by myself. I've literally done twice as many pages as usual. I feel stressed, tired, and ill. And it will be the same next week, and I'm working at the weekend. Where's Christmas?
Anyway, I've got a thread to crack out which I reckon could be good.
like one of those questionnaires you used to get on myspace for like the end of the year (best album, best film, best new discovery...that shit.). But now I think its a crap idea and I'm thinking of starting a thread about starting threads you're unsure about. OR starting a thread about things that don't need a thread. OR I won't do any of those things and just read a magazine IRL.
but I may do it, a little later.
up a pair of hold-ups roung my thighs today. I need another one of those 8,000 bodeans dinners I reckon.
Work is so busy, meh.
Starting to get the fear that the weather is going to fuck up my travel plans for Christmas and wondering whether chartering a boat is an option.
tonight you say?
Currently standing at around £1000
No so good.