Watched The Mother of Tears for the second time in 12 years. It's still terrible.
Things we used to do #1
We used to watch the Oscars together. It was a thing. We used to get dressed up and drink fizzy wine and eat cheesy nachos. It was fun. It was a mass panic trying to avoid finding out who had won. We did it. We did it for years and years and years. Last year you decided you would sooner go out with your mum. Cheers.
So I haven't watched them yet. I did however go on the internet and immediately had two of the winners thrown at me like spoiler bricks. I was trying to avoid as I do in the hope we can watch them tomorrow. There will be no dressing up. There will be no fizzy wine and there will be no cheesy nachos (unless I make effort which I am pretty sure will be a massive waste of time and money). I imagine you won't want to watch them for 'reasons' so let's see how that works out. Let's see how that works out.
Food allergy is a massive thing at work for a few days after a 'manager' tried to assassinate a member of staff by throwing a peanut at them. Yes that really happened. Rather than deal with the idiot they do the whole thing of treating the entire staff like children and ban peanuts from the whole town. This is the place I work. It's fantastic.
In other news I don't like games although I am currently thinking of spending money I don't have on a game. Which I won't like.
I listened to both The Orb and Orbital today as well as the new Sleaford Mods L.P. which is a bit more complicated than previous efforts. It's still very similar to what we were doing in 1986. When everyone laughed at us.
I need to record something. I have an idea of recording an album over Abandonment Weekend but I know I will just get pissed and end up abusing people on the internet. If I am lucky I might not get that pissed and just sit on my arse half watching films about boxing. Let's see how that works out. Either way I will be sad and lonely and not constructive at all. It's a big gap that needs filling and there is nothing to fill it with. Just debt and stuff.
My skin is hurting me in different places now. That's progress.
Things we used to do #1
We used to watch the Oscars together. It was a thing. We used to get dressed up and drink fizzy wine and eat cheesy nachos. It was fun. It was a mass panic trying to avoid finding out who had won. We did it. We did it for years and years and years. Last year you decided you would sooner go out with your mum. Cheers.
So I haven't watched them yet. I did however go on the internet and immediately had two of the winners thrown at me like spoiler bricks. I was trying to avoid as I do in the hope we can watch them tomorrow. There will be no dressing up. There will be no fizzy wine and there will be no cheesy nachos (unless I make effort which I am pretty sure will be a massive waste of time and money). I imagine you won't want to watch them for 'reasons' so let's see how that works out. Let's see how that works out.
Food allergy is a massive thing at work for a few days after a 'manager' tried to assassinate a member of staff by throwing a peanut at them. Yes that really happened. Rather than deal with the idiot they do the whole thing of treating the entire staff like children and ban peanuts from the whole town. This is the place I work. It's fantastic.
In other news I don't like games although I am currently thinking of spending money I don't have on a game. Which I won't like.
I listened to both The Orb and Orbital today as well as the new Sleaford Mods L.P. which is a bit more complicated than previous efforts. It's still very similar to what we were doing in 1986. When everyone laughed at us.
I need to record something. I have an idea of recording an album over Abandonment Weekend but I know I will just get pissed and end up abusing people on the internet. If I am lucky I might not get that pissed and just sit on my arse half watching films about boxing. Let's see how that works out. Either way I will be sad and lonely and not constructive at all. It's a big gap that needs filling and there is nothing to fill it with. Just debt and stuff.
My skin is hurting me in different places now. That's progress.
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