I´m a long time gone but now I´m back... I think! Don´t know where to start... I won´t bore people with the love life stuff but she is beautiful, and more than I deserve ( Read more... )

Dear God, why have you done this too me... what I hear you ask? What have I done? Well I reply... you´re f**king about with my alcohol tolerance. It´s completely true and don´t lie to me about it... here´s how it goes ( Read more... )

Well, I disappearred off the face of Hamburg for a week to spend some time in the Costa del Belfast... it was ok but I wanted to take a break from drinking and general partying but that just didn´t happen... now I know what a gin drunk is like and i will never do that again... I have never before lost the power of straight line walking until that ( Read more... )

When I first came here to live i have to say it all seemed a bit strange but now that I´ve been here it´s a bit like looking at the Matrix in code... you soon get used to it and soon you don´t notice the differences at all... it soon just becomes blonde, brunette, redhead ( Read more... )

Now, I have to say that I do live for weekends but I have so many regrets on Monday morning. Friday night was quite quiet. Was in the Shamrock and sat drinking with Richard and then Andy and Kelvin arrived so there was more drinking and then darts... I can´t play darts so I came last... I let them win... they are all so competitive. Went later to ( Read more... )

Well, what´s happened since I last had the chance to speak. Mmmm... could I be that boring? Yep, I sure could. I was out over the weekend and met someone from N. Ireland... that´s Norn Irlan to those from Belfast who happen to chance upon these writings. I was in the Shamrock at the time and there were many pissed people there when she walked in. ( Read more... )

If music be the food of love play on... play on... unless it is a party song from Hamburg. I was in a taxi yesterday and the driver asked if I spoke English... he was called george from Yugoslavia and he had a strong London accent from several years spent there. How I wished I didn´t preak English. He asked if I wanted to hear a "party song" he had ( Read more... )

Weekends are fun if you don´t do stupid things... like this for example... imagine walking into a bar to meet a girl and being drunk enough to forget that the girl is actually in the bar and then kissing someone else. When I felt that hand on my shoulder I knew the game was up but I have to say she took it very well. Alcohol has a great way of ( Read more... )

Well last night I got quite wasted... that was fun. I had a shit day yesterday and was really tired when I got home from work. I went to bed but woke up after sleeping for about an hour. I thought I was late for work and was half dressed when i realised I ha already been to work that day. Ah well, it can happen to anyone I suppose ( Read more... )