Partying is rubbish
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gemsybobsyWe went to Goblets for Anna's birthday last night. It was nice! Quiet and made a change from clubbing. Going out in town's just not the same anymore. Especially not without ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sessal. It makes ME look boring, y'see, but I can't help but sit there looking insanely bored, if the music sucks and people insist on talking about work and driving. And then because I'm not enthusiastic people always ask me if I'm all right. I would be, if you all stopped boring the tits off me. Excuse me while I flounce.
Goblets was fun though. Nice peoples. Anna told me off for sticking Ashes to Ashes firmly in her brain, and this mate of Cockney Dave's was like, "Oooh, Bowie fans are we?" and started singing John, I'm Only Dancing and I giggled and Anna was like, "Seriously, don't sing his songs, she'll go all silly and probably come in her pants" so I said SHUT UP and hid behind my hands and sang Ashes to Ashes at her again and Steve (also massive fan) was like ooh Bowieee and Anna was all, "Gemsy loves him and wants to shag him even though he's old" and Steve was all, "Well, so do I!" and I was all, "WELL WHO WOULDN'T." So we ended up talking about our favourite albums and songs and that. Steve then said he and his mum went to see him at Wembley a few years ago and I did a sadface, oh my gawd like i h8 u, and told him about how Health & Safety Phil at GSF used to come to my office with holiday forms for Shane and say, "Right Gem, I need these days off 'cause I'm going to see David Bowie again" and how he'd come back afterwards and I'd go, "So, how was he?" and he'd go all gushy and sit down in my office and tell me all about it (brag) and then he'd say, "I don't know if I like his newer stuff though with all those drums and basses" and I used to have to tell him to go away then 'cause he didn't even APPRECIATE THE AWESOME OF ALL THOSE DRUMS AND BASSES and it's NOT FAIR and I'd cry with jealousy and consider throwing my stapler at him DAMNIT.
Last night we fancied some metal, so we went to the Dungeon and it was fucking shite, no space to dance, not that you'd want to anyway. Boring, boring predictable music. Mikey met us in there and we all eventually came home again and Andy turned up at the door (remember the dude who took the piss out of my eyes that time, and thought it was okay to excuse his behaviour because he "didn't know"?) Yeah. He walked in and started shouting atlittlefloyd for having the cheek to say hello, and was all attitude and... ugh. So I wasn't impressed that he was even there, so I went upstairs. Such a knobber. Cockney Dave realised (remembered?) my beef and said he'd tell him to leave, and Andy then tried to make friends with me but I wasn't having it - I was in drunken drama queen mode. Told him I didn't have time for narrow-minded people like you, sorry. Then he said I was being narrow-minded for not hearing his apology for his ignorance. Wat. Just gtfo. Somehow he ended up staying, not that I can argue, it's not my house is it? I lost, and was relegated to upstairs. Cheers friends, I'll wait upstairs while you all have your fun. Oh yeah, and this morning the back gate was wide open and Floyd was out in the street. You know, just running around amongst the cars. AAARGH. I haven't felt that angry in time. Anyway, if they wanna hang about with thundercunts it's their deal, but I'm staying out of it.
I was talking about going out and stuff with Jeannie the other night when we went round hers (we played Guitar Hero, haha). She wants to go out but not clubbing, and I was like, yeah clubbing's lame, and ugh. Shite. I told her she should move back down here, back to club land, and we can just have loads of nights in. Heeheehee. Mikey says I 'fit in' at clubs though. I think he might've mistaken me for someone else? Mikey just sent me some Jeff Buckley lyrics. We're getting so soppy. Haha. What was I talking about... Oh yeah. So then we all went to bed, the end. Today Mikey and I went out for lunch and walkedlittlefloyd in the park and we bumped into Ian from Artisian and his girlfriend. All very surreal, seeing as both of them are in a very heavy metal band and I've heard stories from Mikey about his super diva rockstar behaviour and we were just all standing in the park passing the time of day and talking about dogs. Always makes me laugh, that.
My mum's had an operation and is in pain and I haven't had a chance to go see her yet. I feel fucking awful about that. I spoke to her on the phone today and we both cried and I said I'll go see her tomorrow. She told me not to bring any flowers 'cause she's got eight bunches and her lounge looks like a funeral home.
sessal. It makes ME look boring, y'see, but I can't help but sit there looking insanely bored, if the music sucks and people insist on talking about work and driving. And then because I'm not enthusiastic people always ask me if I'm all right. I would be, if you all stopped boring the tits off me. Excuse me while I flounce.Goblets was fun though. Nice peoples. Anna told me off for sticking Ashes to Ashes firmly in her brain, and this mate of Cockney Dave's was like, "Oooh, Bowie fans are we?" and started singing John, I'm Only Dancing and I giggled and Anna was like, "Seriously, don't sing his songs, she'll go all silly and probably come in her pants" so I said SHUT UP and hid behind my hands and sang Ashes to Ashes at her again and Steve (also massive fan) was like ooh Bowieee and Anna was all, "Gemsy loves him and wants to shag him even though he's old" and Steve was all, "Well, so do I!" and I was all, "WELL WHO WOULDN'T." So we ended up talking about our favourite albums and songs and that. Steve then said he and his mum went to see him at Wembley a few years ago and I did a sadface, oh my gawd like i h8 u, and told him about how Health & Safety Phil at GSF used to come to my office with holiday forms for Shane and say, "Right Gem, I need these days off 'cause I'm going to see David Bowie again" and how he'd come back afterwards and I'd go, "So, how was he?" and he'd go all gushy and sit down in my office and tell me all about it (brag) and then he'd say, "I don't know if I like his newer stuff though with all those drums and basses" and I used to have to tell him to go away then 'cause he didn't even APPRECIATE THE AWESOME OF ALL THOSE DRUMS AND BASSES and it's NOT FAIR and I'd cry with jealousy and consider throwing my stapler at him DAMNIT.
Last night we fancied some metal, so we went to the Dungeon and it was fucking shite, no space to dance, not that you'd want to anyway. Boring, boring predictable music. Mikey met us in there and we all eventually came home again and Andy turned up at the door (remember the dude who took the piss out of my eyes that time, and thought it was okay to excuse his behaviour because he "didn't know"?) Yeah. He walked in and started shouting at
littlefloyd for having the cheek to say hello, and was all attitude and... ugh. So I wasn't impressed that he was even there, so I went upstairs. Such a knobber. Cockney Dave realised (remembered?) my beef and said he'd tell him to leave, and Andy then tried to make friends with me but I wasn't having it - I was in drunken drama queen mode. Told him I didn't have time for narrow-minded people like you, sorry. Then he said I was being narrow-minded for not hearing his apology for his ignorance. Wat. Just gtfo. Somehow he ended up staying, not that I can argue, it's not my house is it? I lost, and was relegated to upstairs. Cheers friends, I'll wait upstairs while you all have your fun. Oh yeah, and this morning the back gate was wide open and Floyd was out in the street. You know, just running around amongst the cars. AAARGH. I haven't felt that angry in time. Anyway, if they wanna hang about with thundercunts it's their deal, but I'm staying out of it. I was talking about going out and stuff with Jeannie the other night when we went round hers (we played Guitar Hero, haha). She wants to go out but not clubbing, and I was like, yeah clubbing's lame, and ugh. Shite. I told her she should move back down here, back to club land, and we can just have loads of nights in. Heeheehee. Mikey says I 'fit in' at clubs though. I think he might've mistaken me for someone else? Mikey just sent me some Jeff Buckley lyrics. We're getting so soppy. Haha. What was I talking about... Oh yeah. So then we all went to bed, the end. Today Mikey and I went out for lunch and walked
littlefloyd in the park and we bumped into Ian from Artisian and his girlfriend. All very surreal, seeing as both of them are in a very heavy metal band and I've heard stories from Mikey about his super diva rockstar behaviour and we were just all standing in the park passing the time of day and talking about dogs. Always makes me laugh, that.My mum's had an operation and is in pain and I haven't had a chance to go see her yet. I feel fucking awful about that. I spoke to her on the phone today and we both cried and I said I'll go see her tomorrow. She told me not to bring any flowers 'cause she's got eight bunches and her lounge looks like a funeral home.
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Date: 2008-02-25 12:11 am (UTC)We <3 Bowie!
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Date: 2008-02-25 12:22 am (UTC)Add to that the fact that he's a pretty little funny magic alien fairy and I wanted to dance with him so much when I was a child and I still would even though he's older than my nan. Awww. Lol.