BIBS

Ohhhh sheeet. I have been away from the blog for sooooooooooooooo long. I bet you guys have missed me. Jokes. Anyways, no internet for two weeks in the Stokey mansion + full time workage = less time to blog. But don't worry, after a little reinspiration from Big In The Heath Blogger, Newbs, I'm ready to go and hold on to your butts ( wanted to get that JP quote in there) I've got a big blog.

Firstly, work is brillers. I do very much enjoy spending my evenings watching bands and perving on fit boys. My no drinking at work rule has pretty much exited through the Macbeth's window and I would hazard a guess that my units of alcohol consumption per week has quadrupled. I'm quite sure that given another month I will frequently be found on the roof terrace with a Le String around my arm and a spoon between my toes. Great.

There have been a fair few good bands on at work; the best one thus far would be Band of Skulls

http://www.myspace.com/bandofskulls

I kinda fancy the girl Emma due to her immense long and ganglyness. She reminds me of what I would look like if I could actually play an instrument. What was even better about BOS was that they have a song on the new Twilight soundtrack. I got talking to the drummer and told him of my long time love for R Pattz and he kindly invited me to the soundtrack party in November, where potentiality R Pattz will be and in the moment of seeing me will ditch his skanky gf, come home with me, impregnate me with his vampire sperm and and live happily ever after in Stokey.

Plan B will be something like go to the party, swoon in the absence of R Pattz, get taken home by the paramedics and go back to work the next day. Cool.

On Saturday I attended my first squat party. It was grimey to say the least. The

Macbeth crew and myself arrived at about 4am and I was kinda expecting to find the party winding down with everyone's ketamine taking, inducing vacuous holes in their brains. But to my surprise the party was in full swing, granted there were a lot of K rooms and bodies toppled onto each other but the main area was definitely still pumping. Antics included kneeling a lot and dancing like Shakira, running around the house with my crazy ass mate Miss Mascara and finding as many fuse boxes to shut down as possible. In all, the Squallyoaks party was pretty spesh.

Ooh just heard that The Horrors are hosting NYE at the Macbeth which will be fucking sweet. I am working the AA Halloween party next Saturday at The Black Lotus where I think I will come dressed as a paedophile and perv on young trendy boys. Amazers. Off to meet the mother for tea and inform her of my demise since moving to London. She will not be happy.

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