Posted by Will Turner, Karaoke King at nat0.ucc.ac.uk on March 21, 2004 at 12:26:00:
In Reply to: Rollin, rollin, rollin.... posted by Azrel1013 on March 21, 2004 at 12:10:53:
Hopefully the guys will call in a bit and I'll go down the pub quiz, and I'm seeing Passion Of The Christ with a girl I like on Thursday. Yes, nowhere near as good as your weekend, but I like the randomness of it all.
: GOOD MORNING!! How was everyones Saturday night? Obviously the only one i'm concerned about really was my own. I drank much, partook of the magic herb(it has been years since I smoked) & then I got hooked up with some magic beans. I still can't fall asleep. I hate the morning after.
: I met a bad ass girl though. She was 24, 5'3" dark curly hair, elfish little face, and a body that I was mesmerised by. I went over to shoot pool with them just to talk to her. When I asked her if she was with someone she said "yeah, I have a boyfriend but he's out on the ship so it's ok if you talk to me" then she smiled the most charming & innocent smile I have ever seen. I swear I was this close(makes jesture implying something really close to something else) to just grabing her & running out the door. We're supposed to go out sometime this week. 'What about the boyfriend' you say? Well further investigation revealed that they just started seeing each other last month & by her own admission it's nothing serious. This is a dream girl for me. I haven't looked forward to hanging out with someone this much in a long time.
: So anyway all the other crazy people there just made the night even better. There was a guy who looked just like Ozzy who is a scientist for Northrop Grumman. Long haired freaky dood. One of those people that knows something about everything. There was another guy there who owned a mechanic shop & I think he knew more than the scientist. We talked about low grade bottle glasses (or glastics as they are called), H.A.A.R.P., rail guns, music, JR Bob Dobbs, movies (both of those doods were huge clerks fans), & pussy. Very interesting conversation. Then this morning around 6:30 I almost topped the night off with a fight. I pissed this biker off & I thought it was on for sure. It's all good though, I'm not down with the fistacuffs unless given no other option. I'm certainly not gonna start throwing down on a drunk biker in a bar room misunderstanding.
: So anyway I know this isn't my fucking blog, but you didn't have to read it either. I can't wait to sleep. My throat is raw & I smell like smoke. At 32 these once upon a time common place evenings are a real ass kicker. It's all good though. That girl was fine.