bottle (no hose)
I saw a lady pissing in the bushes outside of our apartment block the other week. It was fairly disgusting. Didn't see any "pink bits", but id I had I probably would currently be hanging out at those bars Scott was talking about the other night. Don't think I could do all the dingbats that the broz at those club seem to do though. More of a 'beer guy'.
Because I am a weakling I didn't say anything to the pissing lady. Something that I regretted for the rest of the weekend.
Speaking of Scott, I had some beers with him the other night. Ivan was there too. Scott thinks Ivan gets angry at him, but only when I am around. He called it 'rum rage'. Not sure I really understand what he meant. Am I the metaphorical rum? There is white rum isn't there? But isn't it from Cuba?
Scott, who was once the fastest man in the state over 800 metres (or close to), had some great tips about getting a bit quicker at running. I think I am going to change up my current 'training schedule' to try some of his ideas out.
I also went and saw Bearhug on the weekend. They are probably my favourite band to emerge from Sydney-land this year. I kinda promised myself I wouldn't talk about music too much around here (save it for that other place) but they really are amazing. Effortless pop magic.
The only negative side of the show was an altercation with a Nicely Dressed Bro (NDB) who stepped on my foot, looking me up and down and then asking me what my problem was. I (of course) just walked off. Weakest cunt alive.
September 14, 2009 [20:33]Comment
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