(ah, theres a lot of wrtiting here i tink, but the fabulous and muchly anticpated fag review is in the middle, other than that, its 1 week of talking shite during easter)(cheers big dave, your not mentioned in this 1 at all, he he!)
SUNDAY 13 APRIL
so, this is what stress feels like, every day i check the top of my head to see if im losing any hair like brian and joe and pecker. so far so good, it hasnt reached crisis point quite yet. with another 4 weeks to go before the exams, i dont think the scalp will be quite the same when its finished at all. which is another concern of mine because i havnt got my hood back since last november, a good five months now or so. i could really dp with some healthy sex to sort out my stress levels.
well im stuck in borris here for the next week i think, yesterday (saturday 12 apr) was a good day for the studying, but its totally collapsed today and so thats why im so messed up right now. one the good hand though, ive figured out all by myself how to play the riff from daytripper from the beatles, other than that all ive done was chain smoked, and ate and watched tele. i say im stuck here for the week, i wouldnt mind that if i could get some work done but at the moment im fucked.
anyway, im supposed to do a collect a stone review, but i just dont have it in me these days, my head isnt what it used to be.
in fact lately i think ive been becomming more and more stupid every day. im putting the wrong words into sentances the whole time ( like id say something like " can i borrow your penis" when id mean to say mobile phone) or things like that
i went to see JOHHNY ENGLISH last night with tom, id no credit so i couldnt text bryan to see if he wanted to go, i was sad though cos i had this notion he'd really want to get out of the house, no need to say why, but anyway the film was absolute tosh TRIPE. 0 OUT OF TEN. if it was a jam rag i wouldnt stuff it up my hole. needless to say i wasnt very impressed with it. i
was getting up to leave half way through, but there was this nice shot of natalie imbruglia' ass, so i said id hang around in case there would be some titties in it. no, there wasnt. butler, do not go and see this piece of rubarb pie.
if to finish up now for a while, tom wants tro see golf on the tele. dont worry i shall finish it tomoro.
MONDAY 14 APRIL
today is now tomoro, its monday 14 april and the time is now 5.42, whjat have i been doing today? i got up, breakfast , i actually done 70 crunches today believve it or not, i just kept going and going til my stomach got really fucking sore and i had to stop. im real;ly proud of my tummy now so i am, and dont mind saying it. i gave my self a hair cut down below there the other day, i was actually thinking of firing off at the time, but i didnt see the point in it, too much effort for nothing, so i said id give my self a trim, i toke off about an inch with the scissors( being carefull not to cut anything else, of course), so the
whole thing looks really nice and respectable now soo it does. then after the crunches i scrubbed meself up and done a tiny bit offf studying. i went on the net then to see was i playing daytripper properly, i am, and i got a few more tabs then. i remember when i was just a scut and i was going to primary school, we learned this song called THE STREETS OF LONDON, by ralph mcTell. its a really sad song about the poor and homeless old foggies that are in london. i used to cry nearly when i heard it. so i got the chords for that, and the intro for "brown eyed girl", and "whole lotta love" from led zepelin. then i had dinner, we had steak today, and 3 patoes in their jackets, and carrots and brocolli, washed up, done a bit more study, then i had a fag and went out to hurl, and ive been mopping round the house ever since.