I got home a 5am on Saturday
and had to leave for work at 10am, still drunk. I ended up sleeping in the dowstairs bar for a bit. I was too hungover to even have a Bloody Mary :(

Saturday evening I died at my brother's house and yesterday I spent the day pottering about with Monty and catching his cold. I don't want to go into work at all today.
( wanderlust, Mon 10 Oct 2011, 9:50, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

That sounds rather shit :-(

( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Mon 10 Oct 2011, 9:58, Reply)

It wasn't the most fun I've ever had at work.
But it's my last week there this week so I should just get on with it knowing I'm going to be escaping soon.
( wanderlust, Mon 10 Oct 2011, 10:02, Reply)

Woo!

( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Mon 10 Oct 2011, 10:06, Reply)

where you going?
Can I come too? I fucking hate my job
( TGB checking Off Topic is still shit at, Mon 10 Oct 2011, 10:13, Reply)

I am going to be working in a lovely pub in Marble Arch.
You should come, my new boss has a beard and is very nice.
( wanderlust, Mon 10 Oct 2011, 10:15, Reply)

Beards are excellent.

(Bazongaloid, Mon 10 Oct 2011, 10:18, Reply)

I thought you were going to work for a woman?
I must be confusing you with somebody else.
( Kroney, Mon 10 Oct 2011, 10:19, Reply)

ooh ok
*starts planning new journey to work*
( TGB checking Off Topic is still shit at, Mon 10 Oct 2011, 10:19, Reply)