Tuesday, 6 April 2010

Finally an eye candy post.
These have no theme or reason for posting. They're just hot pictures i've found.







Monday, 5 April 2010

Saturday

I meet 9 people outside of the shop i sometimes work in. Work night out. We head to Call Lane. We sit and drink, and laugh, and drink. We go next door to dance. 1 or 2 hours pass. My manager's boyfriend gets thrown out in a case of mistaken identity. We go across the road and finish the night at 3am.

Sunday

I drive to Manchester. I go to L's house and drink a bottle of wine. We go to a house party in a club; there's a kitchen, and bedrooms, and a garden where motown and soul plays. I manage to pick up a guy who will not leave me alone.
Is he fit? I like his messy afro.
L:No

I chat to the front man of Kid British and find Y lying on a bed next to a woman reading a magazine with curlers in her hair. We leave at 4am and get back to L's house. We all want food so she drives a few of us to a takeaway, wasted. She throws a U-turn and parks on the pavement outside as a police car drives past.

So i'm back in Manchester for a few days and really need to get some work done.
Hope everyone had a good Easter weekend.

Sunday, 4 April 2010

Friday, 2 April 2010

The Drums

They're from New York, that's all I know.



Thank Fuck It's Friday

While i'm on Easter break, every day is a Friday. So I will post pics any day of the week.

Last Night

So we end up on Call Lane, again. So we end up in the bar that Curls works in, again. I've already gotten through 2 bottles of pear cider and a bottle of wine at K's house. I'm with K and S and we're chatting to Curls. Fox is in here with some girl. He's shorter up close. I tell K, because we have a mutual disliking of him for stealing away Curls.
Me:He's shorter up close.
K:He's not actually as good looking in real life, he's just really photogenic.
Me:Thanks.

Curls:Right, gotta go say hi to the boyfriend.
K and I look at eachother, and pretend we didn't hear that.

It's 11.30 and we head to a club, where i drink more. Fox is there too, he's boring, he doesn't even dance, he doesn't even talk. I think i'm not that drunk but I can't stand still even if I want to.
It's 2.oo and i've not been this drunk in a long time. We get a taxi home. The 2 Girl Housemates that are left are still out.
Where are you?
A:We're in --------, it's good you should come.
S:------- come!
Not now, just thought you might be bringing a party back. I'm home.

I wake up at 8.30 and need water. Girl Housemates come home at 9.00

Thursday, 1 April 2010

Immaterial

So i'm back in Leeds, with a night out planned, with no location specified.

Denim on Denim.