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what is wrong with you people
I'm currently listening to Bob Dylan and later I'm going to go for lunch with some friends
Gonna clean the house, go cinema later and then get stuff ready for work. I think I might have some eggs in the meantime.
Rehearsals have just started for our season launch concerts, so I'm getting paid to sit around and drink tea, talk to people and listen to music all afternoon :D
I'm now considering dangerous ways to measure everyday objects.
I am in my home town today but going back to London this eve. Cooking some seriously awesome food for some French people, and then watching Avengers.
My Welsh friend has come back to London with a big bag of viagra and he's dolling them out. Early reports have been hilarious/impressive. Tempted to throw caution to the wind and rock a 12-hour erection. I mean who WOULDN'T be?
Can you get creme eggs anywhere at this time of year?
A mug of hot water with a whole lime squeezed in to it. Honey and grated ginger optional. But ginger is so cheap at the supermarket now, you have no excuse. Repeat ad finitum.
Drank loads watching the football and a whole halls came in to drink which was really surreal - the only two seats that were empty in the whole place was on our table. I dont know what we did wrong. Then I kind of blacked out and came to in a pub with loads of colombians.
"It best not rain on my birthday"
"why, what are you doing"?
Also, she asked me to put some money in for christmas decorations friday night :s
there's a book i started to write when i was 19, and have only started again when i turned 24 the other week. the notes i've made in the plan's word document to myself are ridiculous though. stuff like 'so yeah put that shit in' and 'this is so fucking shit stay away from that'
i'm glad i've stopped writing notes to myself, it got me in trouble at uni when i handed in a lab report with a similar sweary self note inside that i forgot to take out
Maybe Regent's Park.
at The Sun in old town. get on down
and some grey tights and then I treated myself to some sweeties because they were the little packs that are three for a £1. I got foamy strawberries, milk bottles, and fizzy mini pencils. They are all below average.
Cold is starting to lift, been sorting out tunes for the radio show tonight. On from 8-10pm featuring our very own Body In The Thames plus a load of other stuff from Shed, Walls, LCD, Dylan, Half Man Half Biscuit and other assorted musical loveliness.
Can stream it on www.phoenixfm.com if any of you have got nowt better to do.
ive got one left :(
teeth have started to hurt
you do look a lot like halle berry
but it does sound adorable!
woke up in time to make the 10:30 London coach. only I glanced at the email and realised it was actually the 9:40 one. had to book a ticket for the 10:30 on my train in.
DiS football was good, despite the reds winning. and the realisation it had just gone six and I needed to get to Archway then Victoria via Euston.
I figured that if I could make my weary legs move quickly enough, I could get there just past 18:30 in the minutes before boarding had finished.
now here's the really fortuitous part: I got there at about 18:35. the coach should have been leaving, but some guy was making a fuss, and the driver and other staff were bickering with him.
I apologised, explained I had my email, and just had to load it. annoyed driver agreed. I found it, and showed the driver, who began to check his sheet. for some reason, he couldn't find it.
the other problem persisted in the background. I showed the flustered driver again and stated firmly: half six, London to Manchester. he relented and let me on, and resolved the other issue.
I was checking afterwards, sweating profusely in my seat, and realised I'd mistakenly booked the tickets for the following Sunday.
confidence > not being stupid.
buses careering off bridges into other buses.
knowing Vine, this is just a cover for the sexy drugs and crime game shit that he's running.
guns and hos in the bus depot. ho's? a harem of hot chicks who will do you for a reasonable price. also dudes; Vine is a modern, educated, lefty crime pimp lord.
pretty sure I saw him shoot some guy, although maybe he was just reading a book.
back home now psyching myself up for going back to university tomorrow.
It'll be my third time.
which should be quite fun and rewarding. i think most of it will just be dogsbody work helping out the coach of a team, but i'm hoping to learn a bit about coaching whilst i do it. i'm pretty sure 90% of it is just shouting ''OUT IT'' and ''DOWN THE LINE'' anyway.