For fuck's sake, Roland, what was the point of this?
Look, it wasn't meant to happen like this. They were playing three-way chess in the car and it was only when they hear the woman on her cell that they realised they'd missed someone. They were just a bit, er, over enthusiastic.
Trying to drag someone into a car isn't overenthusiastic, it's stupid and dangerous. I thought you'd learned your lesson after last week's fiasco.
Come on, that was a genuine misunderstanding.
"You've got to wade through piles of shit to get to paradise." Geronimo Black
More than just Invisible
Sunday, 16 November 2014
Thursday, 6 November 2014
The universe wants to play with you (part 29)
From Fernanda to Anya, from a puzzle piece to the puzzle solver, from the... I'm sure you get the idea by now.
Anya, half Hungarian, half New Zealander, all crazy, with a mind that works quite differently to everyone else.
I know exactly when I first met her, I was 20 and pregnant, she was 16 with an attitude like a diamond, I was queuing up in the toilets at a gig in London, sporting an impressive bump which appeared to be invisible to everyone else who was waiting. Anya, wearing pink leggings and a kilt around her neck like a shawl marched to the front and clapped her hands and howled like a lone wolf with toothache. Despite the hubbub, they all stopped talking while she growled slowly in her strange accent of kiwi mixed with Hungarian, "There's a pregnant woman waiting here, why don't you let her go first, you self centred bitches," it even felt as if the music went quieter.
Anya, half Hungarian, half New Zealander, all crazy, with a mind that works quite differently to everyone else.
I know exactly when I first met her, I was 20 and pregnant, she was 16 with an attitude like a diamond, I was queuing up in the toilets at a gig in London, sporting an impressive bump which appeared to be invisible to everyone else who was waiting. Anya, wearing pink leggings and a kilt around her neck like a shawl marched to the front and clapped her hands and howled like a lone wolf with toothache. Despite the hubbub, they all stopped talking while she growled slowly in her strange accent of kiwi mixed with Hungarian, "There's a pregnant woman waiting here, why don't you let her go first, you self centred bitches," it even felt as if the music went quieter.
Wednesday, 5 November 2014
Pain and Music with my Insane Friend
I got home from work tonight at 8.30, feeling
tired miserable and in pain. I’ve had what I thought was bad toothache for over
a week and this morning decided SOMETHING HAD TO BE DONE; the cost of
dental care over here is beyond the reach of most people so a trip to the
emergency clinic at the School of Dentistry is the only solution.
The clinic is open 9-12 in the morning and 2-4 in
the afternoon and is so much cheaper than a dentist and you don’t have to pay
straight away. The only drawback is you just have to wait and wait and wait. I
got there just after 9 and left at 12.45.
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