Showing posts with label New Years Resolutions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Years Resolutions. Show all posts

Thursday, 7 January 2010

When The Cat's Away It Seems People Wank

If wondered about what Wino Jo and Hot Baby Roy do when I'm not in the house. I know they both try to keep out of each other's way and spoil Battle Cat (because they keep thinking I'm about to boot one of them out) but that doesn't take up the whole day.

Both of them use my laptop and neither know anything about deleting browsing histories.

It's nice to keep an eye on them that way (because I am at heart a nosy bastard).

I don't know who looks up what but last night I made a wee list of google searches that had been done:

Fetishwear Belfast
How to know that a girl likes you as more than a friend
Is ginger hair really unattractive or is this a joke
how to train dogs to attack people
things to do in belfast -pub -bar
family ticket for belfast zoo
gymnastics youtube
Pole dancing classes belfast
squatters rights
duderay blog (oh dear!)
family addiction theory
signs of crack use
criminal justice self defense definition
playparks in south belfast
ATM belfast fivers
good blue blood bad black blood song
subtle sexy music mix tapes for girls
how to make people like you instantly
funny jokes for conversation (not rude)
new years resolutions you can keep
Find Me The Funny
"curtis matthews" "bill hicks"

Some of those are to be expected but some of them are a bit strange and portentious (my new word - book boy tells me a new big word every day at work).

Thursday, 1 January 2009

Happy Fucking New Year (oops!)

So I'm now crawling off to bed plastered and in a pretty good mood. Fabian Wildman is in his new room, Battle Cat is in the kitchen and my brother Wino Jo is sleeping on the sofa.

We opted for booze instead of crack because it turns out Fabian was thinking the same as me about giving up crack. I told him I didn't want to give it up as a new year's resolution but that I wouldn't do it in front of him for the wee while before I tried giving it up too.

My brother Wino Jo called round with a bottle of Bushmills (not the one I bought him for Christmas) and we all got pissed and listened to Fabian Wildman's records.

Fabian had his last smoke up in his room a wee while before the ball dropped. Then he came downstairs and gave me his favourite crack pipe.

I hope he lasts longer with his resolution than I do with mine. Twenty minutes in I said the fuck word. Then thirty minutes in I said Bastard. Not long after that I said ball bag. I know the last one isn't technically a swear word but it serves the same purpose and it's hardly polite. Anyways, I've still got bitch, bloody, wanker and cunt to fall back on and since my resolution was to stop saying them I haven't broken it by typing them.

Hope you all have a smashing year.

Tuesday, 30 December 2008

Getting Ready For The New Year

This new year is approaching and like a lot of things if you haven't managed to do what you wanted by the time it's over then too bad.

I wanted to stop crack this year, I'd only started it this year too, I had stopped for a wee bit but I started again out of boredom and loneliness. Now I've Battle Cat and Fabian for company that shouldn't be an issue anymore. The big problem with that is that with Fabian doing it too it would be hard to give it up. I'm sure I'd be pissed off at something some night and get him to give me a smoke.

The other big problem is I don't want to give it up as a new year's resolution. I never keep my new year's resolutions, and even when I manage to go any distance with them I always give them up when I hear someone else has given up on theirs. Like I'm saying I don't need to stick to them, just as long as I beat someone else.

I might give up swearing, because I'd never stick to that. So I could get past that by 2nd of January and start thinking about giving up crack at some point later in the year. I dunno, but it's almost time so I'd better make my mind up soon.