It's really not a good idea to leave us in the middle of the Old West for two days with nothing to do ( Read more... )

There is a reason I don't write much in here anymore, and I've just now figured out why that is. It's because every time I set about writing a long entry, about halfway through I'm distracted by something, and I inevitably end up SHUTTING THE FUCKING WINDOW AND LOSING EVERYTHING ( Read more... )

Some people can't take a joke.

Seems my computer has been ill for the past few days, thanks to it having beer poured on the keyboard ( Read more... )

Could anyone who's traveling from the U.S. to London today pick me up a few cartons of Salem 100s? I'd appreciate it. I think you're only allowed to bring 200 cigarettes into the country, but if you stuff a carton into each pant leg and jacket sleeve, you should be OK ( Read more... )

I resent you all for having so much fun while I was gone. Now that I'm home, you may resent me back. But fear not, we're nearing the final countdown. I'm really just here to do laundry before we're off to Portugal. I can't wait to see the {insert local landmark here} or taste that {insert local food or beverage hereWho would like to drink a few ( Read more... )

Ok, damnit! Who's the funny guy that changed my journal colors? I mean, white and blue...I'd be annoyed if I wasn't in such a good mood ( Read more... )

This is what it's all about. Play some live music, meet the fans and then get drunk off your ass. This is just about as good as it gets. But not quite! The best is yet to come and, babe, won't that be fine ( Read more... )

Yes, I'm still here. Yes, I do suck. Very well, thank you ( Read more... )

Frankly, I'd rather he called me a sex addict than reveal a more *ahem* intimate detail about me on a national radio programme, but there you go.

I'm more amused than bothered by it, honestly (and I'm not repeating it here). I found it funny. I'm just lost for a witty retort this time. And that annoys me. I don't know how, I don't know when, but ( Read more... )