So the Comedy thing last Tuesday was a fucking disaster! I swear to fuck tumble weed hit me at one stage... I have cycled through blaming the compare, the fact that it was more a restaurant than comedy club, Jesus (because he is a cunt) and the crowd themselves for not understanding true genius.... What ever it was it certainly wasn't my fault. Yes exactly, that would be impossible!
Next one is tomorrow so lets see how that goes!
My date from Wednesday flaked, the she flaked again today. Booooooo to flakes!
My game appears to have gone to complete fuck and I am kinda sick of going out too. Kinda of a slow patch for me right now. However, fret not gentle reader. I intend to fix that in the coming weeks!
I am watching Alien here now and then I am going to bed to dream rock and roll dreams.
1 comment:
I'm in a similar rutt lovey and I hate it!
There's nothing worse than someone flaking out...I'm not going to wait around for you to get your shit together.
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