I did my best to notice,
When the call came down the line,
Up to the platform of surrender
I was brought but I was kind ..
When the call came down the line,
Up to the platform of surrender
I was brought but I was kind ..
I've just realised that the last post had less actual 'post' than intro lyrics. Never mind.
We went on a messy one the other night with the German Society. Messy for two reasons, the first very good reason was that a fair few of us got absolutely trolleyed - Dora and Pippa, I'm looking at you - and some of our number were also drawn into removing shirts and waving them around. That one's for you Dave. The second reason was more of a literal one; the floor was really fucking filthy. My converse are pretty much grey, and my trouser legs are caked in black stuff. All in all, a pretty good night. I don't know if any of you have noticed, those of you who have ever been to Mission in Leeds, that the little brick tunnels you go through between each room and the entrance bit are covered in slime? Touch them next time you're in there, and then be ready to wipe all the gunk off your hands. It's pretty gross.
I also have a profound sense of having beaten the system, seeing as the ID I used shows me about 10 years old. It looks nothing like me.
Tonight in our house is Mexican night, formerly thought to be Mexican-and-baking night, but that fell through as nobody really wanted to bake. Instead we're wearing sombreros and eating fajitas and drinking a fair amount of tequila, which should make staggering out of bed tomorrow at 9am even more of a fun-filled challenge. I'm wearing the sombrero now actually, I enjoy it.
I've also just watched a trailer for 'The Wolfman', with Benicio del Toro and Anthony Hopkins. It actually looks ok, I give it praise mainly for not being another of the crappy vampire flicks that everyone seems to be bumming at the moment. We could really do without any more of that for a while.
We went on a messy one the other night with the German Society. Messy for two reasons, the first very good reason was that a fair few of us got absolutely trolleyed - Dora and Pippa, I'm looking at you - and some of our number were also drawn into removing shirts and waving them around. That one's for you Dave. The second reason was more of a literal one; the floor was really fucking filthy. My converse are pretty much grey, and my trouser legs are caked in black stuff. All in all, a pretty good night. I don't know if any of you have noticed, those of you who have ever been to Mission in Leeds, that the little brick tunnels you go through between each room and the entrance bit are covered in slime? Touch them next time you're in there, and then be ready to wipe all the gunk off your hands. It's pretty gross.
I also have a profound sense of having beaten the system, seeing as the ID I used shows me about 10 years old. It looks nothing like me.
Tonight in our house is Mexican night, formerly thought to be Mexican-and-baking night, but that fell through as nobody really wanted to bake. Instead we're wearing sombreros and eating fajitas and drinking a fair amount of tequila, which should make staggering out of bed tomorrow at 9am even more of a fun-filled challenge. I'm wearing the sombrero now actually, I enjoy it.
I've also just watched a trailer for 'The Wolfman', with Benicio del Toro and Anthony Hopkins. It actually looks ok, I give it praise mainly for not being another of the crappy vampire flicks that everyone seems to be bumming at the moment. We could really do without any more of that for a while.
I think my rekindling of love for Anthony Hopkins is because they've been showing Hannibal and Red Dragon on BBC3 recently. If you haven't seen them do. They're bloody awesome. The Wolfman also has Hugo Weaving, which is always a plus point. Hot damn, that man can do some epic performances. I'll be hugely disappointed if he isn't granted a load of great one liners, like he was with Elrond and Agent Smith. And he better not die at the end.