For a night on the piss..

Just got back home after a night on the hit and miss with a few pals. Nothing ever change, oh no (name that tune)

It's great really, even coming back on the train on the way home was a giggle. If I ad 2 bob for every woman who flirted with me I'd be 10p richer

As I said in an earlier communique - its good to hook up with friends and talk bollocks.

Kings cross really isn't so bad these days

Dobrou Noc

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Sometimes I think my tendency to exercise my have a good rant and moan muscle tends to take over and I just go into one. That's not good and I'm glad it's not encouraged either. Moaning and whining achieves not very much at all. Things like that Ive decided, are best aired over a pint or 25 with a mate who tells you to shut your cakehole.

I hereby declare that from this day forth, I will do my utmost not to blog about negative existential crap.

Who want's to read about that stuff anyway?

Bright and fluffy is where it's at.

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