It was Betty Blue's leaving do last night. Me and The Punchbowl Girl showed up nice and early because we weren't going to stay long. The Unicorn Girl and Clarence were there and for once Clarence wasn't being the biggest pishflap there. He actually made himself scarce after he saw me because he knows I'm going to boot him a new arsehole for what he did to Hot Baby Roy.
The Unicorn Girl was making catty shitty remarks to and about The Punchbowl Girl, nothing overt, really dickish shit about her getting fired, said in that kind of I'm nice and friendly but saying shit.
Betty Blue and Kissy Boy took off upstairs to fuck early on in the night so me and The Punchbowl Girl fucked off with our beer and a few bottles of wine that belonged to someone we don't know or care about.
We fucked off home where it we had a better party on our own.
Since the last post it hasn't all been a blur of hot spandex (though that has featured). In other news:
Pearl Jam 10 is the best grunge album (I've learned this after an intensive week of grunge).
There should be a second series of This Is England 86 (there fucking better be).
Will the road works outside Primark ever be complete?
A man can find some great clothes in a charity shop but he needs a woman with him.
Ed Balls has a defective nose.
This website makes me laugh lots and lots.
