Stupidest question I've been asked today ( Read more... )

Dear Santa,

Is the Apocalypse too much to ask for?

-Ant.

So, last night didn't happen. I was really in the mood for drinking obscene amounts too. It's not often I feel like that anymore, seeing as living with Dave for all that time ruined alcoholism for me. There'll be more opportunities over Christmas though, so I'll have that to look forward to. I just have to regain faith in what wonderful things ( Read more... )

Brewer tonight, fuckfaces ( Read more... )

Aside from the fact our Law presentation was set out differently than all the others, without our knowledge of this happening, we were told that we did rather well. I didn't have an opportunity to ask any questions, which was an absolute load of bollocks. I had some good ones, too. Could've grilled the fuckers, but didn't! Damn.

Chronicles of Ant's head trauma.

After a conversation with Jenn, I felt like doing this.

• When I was two years old I fell off the doorstep at my old house and cracked my head open on the patio.
• Between the ages of five and ten I got into stone-fights and received a bloody head many a time.
• When I was about seven I was playing underneath a wooden ( Read more... )

I've been in one Hell of a Jefferson Airplane mood recently. I've been going through my '60s psychedelic CDs recently, it's all so happy and upbeat. I only own Surrealistic Pillow, but it's enough to make a fan of me for life ( Read more... )

And after those seriously depressing entries, I think it's time for a little optimism ( Read more... )

Why the Hell do I bother getting up for this shit ( Read more... )

I feel slightly better about the course and life in general today. Let off a little steam last night and went out with Alan, Liam and Pick. Me and Liam left early due to the fact that I hate Po Na Na's and emo fags. Listen to music, you assholes. Emo is not music. It's a fucking disease. Instead, we went to Poppin's. Poppin's (aka Kazakhstan ( Read more... )