I never thought I'd die alone, another six months I'll be unknown.

I know exactly where jenni is coming from. I truly cannot be fucked to work, at all. I have sat here for over an hour avoiding doing work. I thought to myself this morning "right, I'll take the day off, and actually get some work done. I mean, I only have two lessons today, I'm knackered, my throat is killing me and I really can't deal with school today. I'd just fall asleep in my lessons and generally be grumpy and antisocial. So I had a little nap. Till 1:30. I then got up, ate and sat down ready to work. First item on the bill was my history essay on the Diet of Augsburg. I looked at it. Did the intro. Decided to wait till everyone else gets home to leech of them. So I opened another word document, this time entitled "Which Instituion within the political system is it most appropriate for pressure groups to lobby". I wrote two lines. Then it occured to me that I hadn't read the latest issue of Questionable Content, which a while ago became interesting, with a major plot twist happening. And thats where it all went wrong. After having read a (fairly boring) comic, I proceeded to read every other webcomic which I have in my favourites. So that was about 20. And then an accident click brought me to weebl and bob, who I haven't checked in on for some months. So that was about 10 2 minute long flash comics to read up. After having done all this I decided to look at some blogs, and then realised "hey, I need to update my blog!". So here I am. Its almost the end of the school day, and I have got precisely fuck all done. Well, so long as I'm here I might as well do a proper update.
Friday was Paul's birthday celeberation at nicks, but honouring my 3 week drinking ban, I didn't drink. I did however buy lots of alcohol for other people, with one trip to sainsburys straight after school with saul, where I bought about £60 worth of alcohol, which was dumped at nicks, and another later on in the evening, which was only around £30. A few interesting things happened while myself and saul where in uxbridge. Firstly, we bought a fair few cheap weapons such as shotguns, uzi, an axe, a sword and a gauntlet from poundland, with the idea of attaching them to a trolley to carry paul home in. Also, while on the way home me and saul were walking down the motorway, we saw a car drive past. This car was on fire. The entire underneath of some volvo was totally going up in flames. We walked past it a little while later, and the entire car was burning out. Thankfully no-one was hurt, but it did make me and saul shit ourselves while we had to walk about 10 feet away from it, fearing it was going to explode at any second. Thankfully it didn't, and I did make i to pauls birthday party in the end, even if I was an hour late. Though when you're not drinking, being an hour late is more fun, as many people (ie: emily, dean, james, paul, saul) were already drunk, meaning you had a lot more to laugh at. The evening preceded with mike tom dean james and quirke drinking lots of JD, while visiting numerous different countries, with myself suggesting the Holy Roman (or Loman, depending on whether you're dean or not) Empire, which resulted in dean giving me an angry look, so i reminded him who bought his alcohol. His hat then got stolen and he yelled at the top of his voice "No! not the hat!" and then ran out of the room very fast, aiming to recover his hat. I mainly stayed in the kitchen as much as possible, as wherever else you seemed to go there seemed to be at least one couple making out, which was both scary and depressing. Thankfully there were numerous things to distract me, including michaels and sauls motor functions severly failing them, and dean (then mike) throwing up, resulting in me having to put my hand in deans sick in order to ensure it all went down the sink. Not much fun at all. The evening ended around 12, with everyone leaving, and saul pushing along the trolley, unfortunately not containing a plastered paul, before dumping it on sainsbuys roundabout. Saturday was a good dao for hockey, I played for the 11s first, with innes and james jackson as well, which was hilariously easy. We won 3-0, and the opposition didn't get a single shot off on our goal. Later on I played against our Vets team, who are top of our league and have a stupidly good side, so we were expecting to get slaughtered. Somehow we managed to pull off a 2-1 victory, with one of the Vets being sent off for yelling abuse at the ref for about half the game, and the whole team were generally pissed off, as they were obviously also expecting to slaughter us. My evening was then spent watching Platoon, an awesome movie which I had never before seen all the way through. Sunday was spent sleeping and effectively doing what I do every sunday, nothing.

The final interesting event so far was going to see Feeder at the Hammersmith Apollo, which was pretty cool. My only complaint is that they didn't play anyway near enough of their older stuff, and far too much from their new album. But apart from that it was a good evening, with the support for GLC being highly amusing, especially watching sam practically exploding from happiness. And now I'm gonna go work...maybe.