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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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How was your weekend?
Mine was pretty damn good, I got rather drunk on Friday, then had a friend stay at mine, where we walked to Tesco at about 3am to buy more booze.
On Saturday I helped a friend move into the house I'm in, then went to see a friend, who insisted I go for a drink with her. I then stayed out with her, and we had a good laugh. The night was made even better by a phone call off my brother telling me he'd just got engaged, and wanted me to be the first to know.
Yesterday I watched the football, then was having a few cans, chatting to a couple of my house/workmates who were cooking a roast, and they put a plate together for me, as they had shitloads spare.
All in all, pretty damn good weekend!
Alt Q: I missed breakfast this morning, bit disappointed about that. What is your standard breakfast on weekdays? And what would be your perfect breakfast?
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 8:39, 193 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
Went to see The Kings Spspspspspeech. Excellant film, if a little toadying to the royal family. Went to see my mum yesterday, and she regaled us with memories from the 1930's. I managed to avoid any ice based dancing programmes on the telly much to the annoyance of my girlfriend.
Alt Q Full english, with limitless toast.
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I've had a crackin' long weekend, went to Stratford Wednesday with the missus and saw Matilda, which was bloody brilliant. Went for a Thai meal, hotel was really nice, had a fucking awesome Saturday in which Ms Foxtrot left me to my own devices to play Red Dead Redemption all day, which NEVER happens, plus Forest got a 94th-minute winner.
Yesterday bit, but 3 out of 4 ain't bad.
My standard breakfast at the minute is fruit and yoghurt, following 45 minutes on the treadmill watching BSG. This whole weight loss thing is invigorating/gay as fuck
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 8:54, Reply)
Which hotel and restaurant did you go to?
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:16, Reply)
and Thai Kingdom, also excellent. I had the hottest thing on the menu. It was awesome.
One question mate, I really like Stratford, it's very picturesque, but how long do you celebrate Christmas for there?
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:29, Reply)
*sighs* Tell me about it, the decorations go up in early October, and they're still up now (as you know). There's also a Christmas shop that sells expensive baubles and Xmas tat all year round...
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:46, Reply)
My Mum would LOVE it amongst your people. I was really impressed with the whole trip to be honest, the musical was obviously the highlight but the town itself was lovely, and only a three-hour drive (not that far when you live in Norfolk). Would visit again, and hopefully we can have a beer next time.
Although for some reason once you get beyond Cambridge on the A14 the road is populated only by lorries, white van men and DICKHEADS
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:03, Reply)
Quiet night in Friday, bed at 5am, slept during the day, saw my daughter Saturday night with an overnight stay at hers. Up at 8 yesterday, took her to the park on her bike, lots of climbing-frame/walking along logs/slide fun, dropped her back home at lunchtime.
Spent the afternoon in my favourite place, The British Museum where I caught up with my old chums the Battersea Shield, the Sutton Hoo burial and many more. Went to the pub, out for pizza, back to the pub and fast asleep by 10:45. Splendid stuff.
Ideal breakfast: A full Anglo-American featuring bacon (with maple syrup), scrambled eggs, gourmet sausages, black pudding, mushrooms, grilled tomatoes, granary toast, a bloody mary, a massive reefer and back to bed.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 8:55, Reply)
Sounds brilliant, glad you had a good time with your Daughter.
I went to the British Museum years back, fucking loved it.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 8:58, Reply)
This is your Dad's fault, isn't it
Morning
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:04, Reply)
It is indeed my father's fault, the maple syrup thing. If I am completely honest I think there are a lot of things Americans get right about food, their top-end restaurants are superb - and in the South the barbecue culture is fucking magnificent.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:22, Reply)
having only every been to Florida, where I thoroughly enjoyed the ludicrously unhealthy food served to me at various Disneyfied outlets as a teenager. Haute cuisine was not high on my list of priorities. Glad to hear you had a good time with the nipper, sir.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:36, Reply)
I cault up on all my work, which is a bonus, my plans were to come into work today and be all like "YEAH BITCH, LOOK AT THIS SHIZNISS, I AM VERY VERY GOOD AT WHAT I DO", and I did it all, but I woke up today and was like BLUUUURRGHHHHH and was really really sick and now my stomach hurts and I want to go into work but I don't want to go into work while in loads of pain and throwing up all the time.... in most respects, my body could be a hell of a lot worst, I understand that I don't have aids or cancer or blindness, and I try not to complain too much, but OH WOE IS ME.
On sunday I went to ASDA, this was a highlight of the weekend as I got to walk about listening to some music.
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(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:09, Reply)
If you go in I'll give you 10p for everyone you throw up on on the tube
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:09, Reply)
I really don't want to be losing my job, on account of me loving it. I know I'm way ahead on my work and everything that needs doing is getting done, but I imagine they'll start getting well pissed off. I'm just waiting for my manager to come online and then I'll do what I can.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:15, Reply)
maybe you should make an effort to cut down on the smoking, my friend said that helped when his got really bad
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:17, Reply)
Not to quit, but really cut down.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:20, Reply)
Or I can punch you every time you go to spark up within 10 mins of having a smoke
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Perfect breakfast would be porridge.
I like porridge.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:05, Reply)
I've only been able to dip in for a couple of minutes here and there :(
How are you?
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:15, Reply)
Feeling positive and holding on to that feeling for dear life.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:16, Reply)
They had a brief interview with Jeff Bridges on at the cinema t'other day. I wish I looked as good as he does. Rather Grizzly Adams he is at the moment.
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Pub friday night, took Noel's daughter to Oxford to go shopping on saturday, and spent yesterday doing sweet fuck all while waiting nervously to see if I got any offers for uni. Opened up the website this morning and not only do I have the offer, it's for my first preference and at my preferred uni. woo.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:09, Reply)
I thought you'd gone far far far away again? Are you going to uni here? It's not near London is it? *crosses fingers*
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:11, Reply)
I'm going to Uni back in Aus.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:12, Reply)
Rememeber, at uni you are supposed to work as well as drinking. I forgot about that aspect
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:15, Reply)
the bash in london was a one off....
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:16, Reply)
two bottles of wine were falling from the shelf so I coaught them in my basket, then I forgot about them and when it got to the checkout I was too embarrassed to put them back so I had to buy them
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:19, Reply)
"They were half price, so I HAD to buy two."
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:21, Reply)
Where women roar and men thunder.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:13, Reply)
And what the fuck does 'gless' mean, you CRETIN?
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:43, Reply)
Seeing my friend who recently got engaged on Friday, then Tayyabs Saturday then some fun time with Team Awesome (oh and Lab) on Sunday.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:12, Reply)
You know she thinks the sun shines out of your pert little botty.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:19, Reply)
Thank you for making me smile this early on a Monday!
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:25, Reply)
Good night in the pub on Friday, then had a relaxing Saturday watching films and playing games. Yesterday I went to my folks for lunch and got fed lovely beef stew with dumplings.
Alt: Fry up! Crispy bacon, sausages, black pudding, baked beans, hash brown, fried bread, granary toast.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:20, Reply)
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:55, Reply)
Excellent takeaway pizzas on Friday. Daughter's 4th birthday party on Saturday involving bouncy castle which was great! Pub lunch on Sunday and curry for Sunday evening, served with lots of beer.
Perfect breakfast is probably Eggs Benedict. Poached eggs are amazing!
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:22, Reply)
so yeah pretty good cheers.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:31, Reply)
Some HGVs are called semis, you could make a joke about that.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:07, Reply)
I'm not too achy after the gym, either.
Alt: Never eat breakfast nowadays, last time I tried I threw it back up again. I love pancakes with golden/maple syrup, and porridge with brown sugar, and white toast with real butter. Not all togeteher, of course -bloats-
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:31, Reply)
in a non Tina type fashion
EDIT:
Non of this McSalt malarky
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:32, Reply)
maybe you should try a cereal bar or some dry toast
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:33, Reply)
But my gag reflex is usually in overdrive in the mornings.
I'll force something into my gaping maw at some point.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:35, Reply)
Fruit juice, no matter how much you drink, is only 1.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:39, Reply)
I have a couple of clementines but that might be too acidic.The breakfast choices of Lampers, this is just TOO enthralling.
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I'm looking forward to it hugely.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 11:42, Reply)
logging on to find an AA thread at the top of the page proves it.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:42, Reply)
Rather than thread-stomping some optimism and Positive Mental Attitude up in this beyatch?
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:44, Reply)
you multi-chinned-pseudo-punk-cunt
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:48, Reply)
and when I smoke it makes me feel sick and choke so there's not many better times to give up.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:51, Reply)
will inspire you to give up.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:57, Reply)
when I texted you I was gate crashing MK theaters Pantomime after party.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:27, Reply)
and a rather drunk Stacy from Gavin and stacy.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:31, Reply)
Got her all mad about that fat cunt getting all the fame and fortune, so she'd bust onto the stage of the Brit Awards and stab him in the face.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:32, Reply)
Useless, unfunny fat cunt.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:35, Reply)
as in a "hello", "nice to meet you", "hi hi" I didn't feel it was a great idea to start mouthing off about people she works with.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:37, Reply)
being involved with one the worst "comedies" ever made?
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:42, Reply)
and that women were on the whole not as good as men.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:45, Reply)
whereas Gavin and Stacey is fucking crap.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 11:02, Reply)
Anyone rememebr Toady from Neighbours? And he cut off his hair and they had it nailed to the wall of the pub. That was gross
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:44, Reply)
I think it's because I smoke. Mmmmm smoking. In fact I am going out for my morning smoke shortly. I am looking forward to it greatly
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:51, Reply)
A) It'd help to prove the 'point' that this is the most depressing day of the year
and B) I fancy a laugh.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:44, Reply)
You need to take a long look at yourself in that room of mirrors.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:52, Reply)
Now having opened your heart to the internet he's spitefully turned it back on you and wants you to kill yourself purely for his entertainment. I'd say you've got a good case for the mods to ban him, just sayin.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:58, Reply)
My weekend was shit. I had KarmaAIDS and didn't leave the house at all. Got too angryfeminist last night. Have hangover. Shit shit shit.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:52, Reply)
In a dream. In real life I got drunk and watched a play in a language I didn't understand.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:52, Reply)
By that I don't mean that you said "glees", but that you couldn't even type five letters in the right order.
Edit: Shitarse, just noticed TGB spelt it wrong up there, so it is a witty insult.... carry on.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:16, Reply)
www.b3ta.com/questions/offtopic/post1044621
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:17, Reply)
well, who else apart from the obvious answer of me
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:22, Reply)
How the fuck were you planning to buy booze from Tesco at 3am then? I know they aren't models of humanity but they don't tend to rape the licencing laws.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:13, Reply)
I'm not sure what the licensing laws are for 24 hour supermarkets...
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:16, Reply)
They're all different.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:18, Reply)
anywhere in the UK, but I'm willing to be proved wrong.
Local licensing laws tend to apply to on-sales.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:34, Reply)
They're very expensive though, which is why it's so rare to find them.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:39, Reply)
But there's one that sell booze 24 hours about 10 minutes drive away.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:22, Reply)
And there's a takeaway en route.
Although I'm fucking pissed off about takeaways today. I paid £5 for a Chicken burger, chips, chicken wings and a drink, all was well until I bit into the burger, and they'd put FUCKING MAYO on it, without asking me. Bastards.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:27, Reply)
The chips came in the same size bag as a small fries from McDonalds, and the chicken bits were tiny.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:34, Reply)
in my day in London you had to find the dodgy greek-cypriot supermarkets on green lanes that thought licensing laws applied to other people. It's just too easy for the drunken youth of today.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:41, Reply)
you had to go to the kebab shop in Shoreditch, buy some grotty food you didn't want (and threw immediately into the bin upon exit) and get your beer. The good old days.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:46, Reply)
i used to live on duckett road (one of the "ladders" that runs off green lanes). we spent our lives in those 24 hour drinking dens behind the kebab shops, some of them had pool tables and juke boxes etc. great times. total shithole though.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:51, Reply)
and Allison Road. Used to drink in the Old Suffolk Punch, but I think that's gone now.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 11:08, Reply)
if there's a pub in London, I've probably been slumped on the bar there.
/when were you there?
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 11:12, Reply)
and then around 97-99 on and off, although I was living in Bounds Green mostly then.
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We used to dream of an all-night emergency booze delivery service with outrageous markups after midnight you could phone - perhaps as an adjunct to a taxi service. Now we're all old we bring enough booze in the first place, and when it's finished we go to bed.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:42, Reply)
but i may still be drunk today.
i hate breakfast, but as part of the new year health drive thing, i force myself to have a packet of those belvita breakfast biscuit things (200 cals) and a bottle of tropicana orange or grape juice (not from concentrate and NO PULPY BITS, i hate pulpy bits with a passion).
perfect breakfast would be in a massive white four poster bed in a luxury caribbean resort with the windows flung open to show off turquoise water, sun, white sand and palm trees, and some drop dead gorgeous bloke wearing only a white towel and a suntan. the food can fuck off.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:25, Reply)
So you enjoy a good bit of sausage in the morning?
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:28, Reply)
fri night curry, sat shopping and hairdo (FAR. TOO. SHORT. i have been stropping around ever since, although when i changed my fb profile pic to show everyone the trauma, amberl immediately asked what it looked like, so clearly didn't realise how short it was in the new pic - maybe i am overreacting), sat night we were out til about 4am getting leathered in manchester, then nice family lunch over in yorkshire yesterday, plus some nice texts from the potential bloke, it was all excellent! how about you??
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:34, Reply)
My mum's gone away so it's all hands to the pumps looking after dad etc.
Edit - Just looked. It is noticebly shorter but looks fine.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:37, Reply)
usual "royle family" aga-saga type stuff.... my half-brother's half-brother has knocked up a third girl despite not seeing his first two kids... my cousin met her new man at tod market then it turned out he's married to her old mate from school..... made me feel quite homesick, all that gossip. the yorkshire rain can fuck off though, it chucked it down all day.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:40, Reply)
Saturday afternoon immediately prior to Montstock. If the benders cut more than two inches off I'm going to burn their 'salon' to the ground.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:43, Reply)
this is where i went wrong, and the scissor-happy "hair director" directed it all onto the ground whilst i was oblivious to the world :(
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:49, Reply)
I'm also forcing myself to eat breakfast, which tends to be some sort of low calorie breakfast bar thing.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:34, Reply)
And then faffing for 5 minutes in the morning when I could be sleeping, wanking, or sleep-wanking.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:37, Reply)
managed to sleep for 10 hours on Friday/Saturday, so the moring was a write-off. Went to the football on the afternoon, which was one of the most entertaing games I've ever seen. Veg chilli for dinner and a Shooter's Sandwich prepared and left to press overnight. Ate offcuts of the ribeye steaks with some of the mushroom filling while watching Match of the Day, heavenly.
Sunday was gym and eating the shooter's sandwich - turned out lovely, if not as pretty as DiT's.
Alt: Weekday breakfast is tea, cereal and fruit juice swigged from the carton.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:29, Reply)
good time for friends on Friday night. Long walk by the South Devon coast on Saturday. Out for a mate's birthday on Saturday night, which included 3 different cakes made by his lovely mrs.
Went to see my bro yesterday who is home from hospital with the pneumonia thing. He's ok which is good, just fucking knackered.
weekday breakfast = granary toast, one with marmite, one with nutella and a glass of OJ.
Ideal breakfast = eggs Benedict
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:36, Reply)
sounds like he had some liver infection as well. Unpleasant stuff. Still, gives him plenty of time off work to play Gran Turismo 5
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:41, Reply)
But sitting around playing games sounds good right about now.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:46, Reply)
Now I can tell you about my mate who died from pneumonia about a year ago.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:44, Reply)
It's a great deal more serious than I thought; I had no idea people died from it until my pal did.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:52, Reply)
20% or something, I seem to recall him saying.
Fairly worrying, but with no history of anything of the sort he had a good chance of not dying.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:54, Reply)
with a history of prescription and non-prescription drug addiction, so was a high risk patient I should imagine.
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 11:05, Reply)
And mostly very lazy. Lots of sleeping, but may well have involved the pub or pubs several or more times. (No sleeping in the pub though, that'd be offside.)
Standard weekday breakfast is coffee. Favourite breakfast (probably at about 11:30 in the morning, after walking a bit or digging a hole) would be eggs Benedict with a fried potato/black pudding/spring onion salad, and a spicy Bloody Mary on the side (which absolutely must have a little lime juice and celery salt in it). Rats, now I'm feeling hungry ...
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:45, Reply)
I'll have that too
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 10:51, Reply)
(see Kurt Vonnegut)
(, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 11:25, Reply)
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