Its My Birthday Bitches, Lets Get Fucked Up!

Oooooohhhhh yeeeaaaahhhh! Not only is it Friday, it's Drunk Dial Kelka Friday, aaaaaand it's the most wonderful day in human history when I came into being and completed everyones lives! Mwahaha I even managed to convince my flatmate to make me a two course dinner of meatballs and banoffee (which smell fuckin delish btw!) with basically no effort at all! I just casually slipped it into conversation when we were talkin bout what I wanted to do, and without much consideration he said yeh! SCORE! So in a matter of minutes I will be scoffing down some top nosh homemade cookin, yummmmmy!

Rite, I should probably make an appearance so I don't look like an ungrateful bitch! Off to be sociable....!

Remember me?!

Bonjourno! It's been a while. I've had a busy little weekend. Well... ok that's a dirty lie, I've done bugger all this weekend cept talk to my s.b. on skypie but hey, its been gooooooooooooood! I wouldn't swap it for nethin =)
Hehe u made me think of this song:

"And I would really love to hear your voice sometime
To close a little distance in my mind

I'm happy
Can't you see
I'm alright
But I miss you 'Snuggle Bunny'"

(lol ok I changed it a bit)

I had something I was gona talk about but I forgot what it was lol! My brain is pickled. Emm... meeeh I dunno! This is what lack of sleep does to you! Aww well. I finally got to listen to Chaz's podcast today and she got me a-thinkin (amazing I know!), First Love track, I never actually thought about it as in how you feel when you fall in love, I was thinkin more along the lines of what song was playin at that time or what song sums up that experience. So props to Chaz for thinkin of 'Butterflyz' coz it is the perfect song to sum up those lovin feelings, wooah those loving feelings... soooo, for all of you who havn't heard the song, d/l Alicia Keys - Butterflyz now now now! Actually just get the entire 'Songs in A Minor' album coz tis good, and here be the lyrics to go along with it:

Lately when I look into your eyes i realize
You're the only one I need in my life
Baby I just don't know how to describe
How lovely you make me feel inside

You give me butterflyz
Got me flying so high in the sky
I can't control the butterflyz

You give me butterflyz
Got me flying so high in the sky
I can't control the butterflyz

It seems like the likely thing
From the start you told me I would be your queen
But never had I imagined such a feeling
Joy is what you bring
I want to give you everything

You give me butterflyz
Got me flying so high in the sky
I can't control the butterflyz

You give me butterflyz
Got me flying so high in the sky
I can't control these butterflyz

You and I are destiny
I know now you were made for me

Oh oh ooh
I can't control it
It's driving me
Taking over me and I.....

You give me butterflyz
Got me flying so high in the sky
I can't control the butterflyz

You give me butterflyz
Got me flying so high in the sky
I can't control the butterflyz

You give me butterflyz
Got me flying so high in the sky
I can't control the butterflyz

You give me butterflyz
Got me flying so high in the sky
I can't control the butterflyz

(OOhh I Know I Know)

You give me something
I jus cant deny
Something thats so sweet
I just cant control the way I feel

So that was my weekend fun, frollicking and flutterbyz =) Ok, I think I've wasted enough time of ur life, ciao bellas.

Um... wow... um...

Ok... wow... um... this is wot my brain feels like atm... my thought processes have completely shut down! Holy shit! Um... wow, today has been an interesting day. It started off one of the worst fucking days of my life, but it picked up rather quickly around 9.30pm and sky rocketed around 11.30! Wow! Kick in anytime brain... em... ok, lets do a quick run through of my day.

I had to get up at 6 after only like at the very most 2hrs sleep, which is never fun. The father = a grumpy bastard at the best of times, but especially in the mornings and especially if we're going somewhere. So he was a fucking knightmare as always. He'd spent all night standing over me while I packed and yapping at every available moment at how unbelievably unorganised I am (furry muff, I am the most unorganised person u'll ever kno). Anyway we're up early to get the 7.30 boat, and as usual I'm rushed for time to get all my remaining shit together. We get to the docks 45mins before like we're meant to and sit in line to get checked through. We've already been told that the boat that we were meant to get has been cancelled due to engine/pump problems and hurricane Fuckface (ie. Gordon) so they're gona fit us on the 3hr tub. So we wait like pillocks in this non moving line for like 45mins, and then they tell us its full and they could only let 8 ppl on, pfffft bullshit. So then they do their, "If the 12.35 HSS is sailing, we'll get you on that, and if that isn't sailing we'll try and get you on the 5pm tub, but we won't know anything til 9". So we're all pissed coz the reason we were on the early boat was so I could get to uni on time to see my advisor and we're fuckin tired. So we wait about til 9.30, when they announce the 12.35 HSS is sailing thank god, and we move into the waiting terminal where we have to wait for 4hrs before the boat actually got there and was ready, and all the while my dad yaps on about how this is all my fault and I should stop being so laid back and learn from my mistakes bla bla bla. Like its my fault that there's a fucking hurricane! 4hrs... 4 fucking hours of it. Meeeh. And by this stage I'm soo fuckin tired I dnt give a shit, which seems to make him even more annoyed. Fuck sake. Anyway, 4hr drive to St Andrews, more yapping. So we finally get there I get my keycard, which is all good until I try and get into my room and the fucking thing doesn't work. So I go back to reception while my mum and the boyos unload all my stuff, and reception is closed and the person who's still there is a complete retard and can't get the computer keyboard to work so I hafta go back tomorrow and get it all sorted. Luckily someone came and let me in my room, with the small problem that I can't close my door but hey, no biggy. I unpack most of my shit and I'm ready to go out and get pissed, but no the big gays that I live with are anti-social shitholes and don't wanna leave the flat! God, I'm living with a pack of queers!

But then my snuggle bunny comes online and tbh I don't giva shit anymore coz I'm happy :) And my happy turned into grinning soo hard my cheeks hurt and being happier and more excited than I've been in a long long time. And that's why I love her! I know I'm usually a details whore and believe details are everything, but on this occasion, there are too many to describe and tbh they are better left alone. Plus its after 3 and I hafta get up at 10 to advise so I cba! So I leave you in my state of confuzzlment! I bid you adieu...

Show and Tell...

Well I've never done THAT before! Hmmmm... What can I say, you bring out the badness in me! God, I actually can't believe I did that! GODAMN! I should probably delete all evidence of that lol! I have you wondering now don't I?! I can see your dirty little minds working overtime now! Not to say what I was talking about was completely wholesome and innocent but I'm pretty sure it aint what you're thinking bout! Jeez!

NEwho, Let me just say BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTAY! And in the spirit of all things booty and my snuggle bunny, here's some serious booty courtesy of Bubba Sparxxx

Battle Scars

Isn't it beeeautiful! That's my arm after the lovely nurse butchered it. And that's it after 4 days of healing. It used to be pure black and blue, now its a nice combination of blue, purple, green and yellow! Mmmm it looks tasty! Aren't blood tests fun?! Personally I blame my paranoid mother. Mrs "I hate you and want to cause you as much pain and suffering as possible" disguised as "I'm worried about u and just want to check that the Glandular Fever has completely gone" pffft... And to add to that I hav a lovely blister on my right index finger where some fucker burnt me with their cigarette on Tues nite :( wow, Tues was really not a good day for me... specially the photographic evidence of how much of a mess I was on tues nite *shudders* cameras are evil...

And yet I'm going out again tonite and subjecting myself to those same cameras that stole my dignity the first time. I never learn! But hopefully with a little less vodka and nay absinthe, the results won't be as bad. I can dream. Plus there will be food involved which is always good! Mmmmm Villa Italia meatballs!

Let me let you into a little secret... huddle in now... a little closer... ASHLEY ANDERSON FUCKING ROCKS MY SOCKS!! Check this out, its fucking awesome!

Brandi Carlile : Remember the name (you'll be screaming it later :o lol Sorry cudn't resist!)

If you thought my blog consisted of nothing but youtube videos, you'd be right! So here's another! I completely love this song atm. Mucho thanks to Em and her MusiCast for introducing me coz the woman is fucking amazing! And funny it would appear! Especially since she's taking the piss out of some drunken retard shouting "WASTED!" at her from the audience! Any1 who makes fun of either drunk and/or stupid ppl, gets the thumbs up from me! =D



And just for an added bonus here's another one =) Coz she's just that damn good!

Leisha My Love!

Me and my heavy hand have decided to give you all a little treat =D Coz my alcoholic friend, a few glasses of lots of malibu and minimal orange, has put me in a giving mood!
I came across this little gem when I was browsing through youtube (i.e. cyber stalking Leisha Hailey!) and needless to say it made me very, VERY happy! I had a very Murmursy day yesterday actually coz I listened to every Murmurs song I possess (which is a good 35 songs) and then, as I have nothing better to do with my time, I looked for more shizzle on t'internet that may have slipped through the net on my previous expeditions. I actually found this really cool audio-clip of them doing a set on KCRW's Morning Becomes Eclectic. I'm not impressed that the pics don't work though, coz that really would have made my day. Useless fuckers! Neway, hope you enjoy this tasty little treat from yours truely, I'm off to watch Rent finally. That intro song does NOT get out of ur head! I watched the start of it yesterday to see if the file worked (yes thats rite I be a pirate arrrrg!) and I couldn't get it out of my head all bloody day. And I don't even know half the words which is even more annoying! Neway, here we go:





PS. Why is it cats only want attention when they know your busy and you don't want to give it to them? Pffft, cats really are twisted little bastards!

PPS. Those two actually make a really cute couple!

Oh My Good Holy Fuck!

Wow! What a couple of days! Ok, so I just got back from St Andrews last nite coz I was over doing a repeat for the dreaded Computer Science (meeeah) and I would have posted this last nite, but my brain was completely fucked from lack of sleep and stress (2hrs sleep in over 48hrs is NOT fun) so here we go. Have you ever had one of those days where life just feeds you one shit sandwich after another? Well that's pretty much what Tuesday was like!

Ok so, Tuesday morning I have to get up early after a sleepless nite to catch my plane to Edinburgh. Safe to say I wasn't feelin the best, but at this point it's all good in the hood coz I had a little plan laid out in my head as to what I was gona do when I got to St A's. The plan was, go straight to the estate agents to get the keys for Paul's flat (after finding out the nite b4 that he wasn't actually gona be ther, so I was gona be stayin in his flat on my own), get sum essentials from tescos, go back to the flat and study til 7.45, go to Subway for ma tea (Mmmm chicken pizziola!), then back to the flat and get sum sleep, get up suuper early and study my ass off til my exam at 9.30.

So I arrive at St A's at bout 2 and fone Paul to ask him if he's foned the estate agents and explained the situation so I can get the keys, and of course he hasn't bothered his ass, so I had to wait about for bout 30mins til he did that, which wasn't that bad coz I just hada coffee (my 2nd of the day) and met up with Erinn. Paul fones me back bringing me the wonderful news that the estate agents are really pissed coz Sam hasn't paid her half of the rent for this month so they're not giving either me or Paul the keys. Great! I'm homeless! Cue the start of the ripping my plan to shreads! So I'm thinking, "Fuck, where can I go?... The computer lab has a couch in the lobby that no1 ever uses... and the bathrooms right down the hall... and it's quiet... looks like I'm stayin there tonite!" Luckily Erinn was crashing at Ben's however and he had a spare sofa bed, so we called him up and he was pretty cool with it which was faaaabulous! So we get some reinforcements and head to the library for a power study session. Lets just say it didn't go the best! I think out of the 7 odd hours we were there, I probably got about 30mins proper revision done. My brain was in pieces! After the 3 coffee's and the can of Irn Bru 32 I had within a couple of hours, I was as hyper as a bastard but completely spaced out!

Although the rest of my plan had turned to shit, I still planned to go get a Subway, so I was basically counting down the hours before I could go. So we decided we'll go at 7.30 so we can have peace to eat it before it closes at 8, but of course Erinn fucks about on the computer printing shit off until just after 8 like the fucktard she is, so I get no food. And by this stage I hadn't eaten in like 10hrs so I was running low on gas, but I shrugged it off until about 10, when I got to the stage were if I didn't eat soon I was gona collapse in a sobbing heap.

So I finally drag that bitch outa there at about 10.30 and we head to tescos to grab something before I start nibbling on my left bum cheek! And she warned me about the state of the flat when we were having coffee, but wow, it really does give a whole new meaning to the definition of 'The Student Flat'. The washing machine of the flat above had exploded 3 months before and they still hadn't put the new floors in yet, the place was a tip, I'm pretty sure they hadn't cleaned up or emptied the bin since they got there, and I was afraid to touch anything in case I contracted some deforming disease; the place was just naaasty. But at this point I was just glad to have somewhere to crash and I was sooo tired I didn't care. I just wanted to go to sleep. And there was no chance I was gettin any of that in the livingroom with bitch features in there, but one of the dudes that lived there was moving rooms coz the work men were coming to put the floor in at the ass crack of dawn so I nabbed his room, which comprised of a bare bed and some makeshift fabric drawers. No pillow, no duvet, no bedding at all, nothing. Wtf?! So I finally climb onto this lovely dirty, stained bare bed at like 12.30ish with my pj's and half my clothes on for warmth, and try and get some sleep so I at least resemble a functioning human being in the morning! This is when I realise that both the windows and walls are like paper, and of course those fuckers go out for a smoke and talk shit for like an hour as soon as I lie down, grrr. And these flats cost like £120 a week. Worrying. Newho, I eventually get a couple of hours sleep, and drag myself off the bed at bout 7. Silly me thinking there would be hot water in this flat, had a cold shower and since I had no towel, dried myself with my pj bottoms! And from then on, since it couldn't have got any worse, things started to pick up eventually! Obviously the exam sucked balls, but for the hour and a half before my exam I could actually concentrate on my notes and take some of it in so I was happy enough. In the words of Miss Dana Fairbanks, "What a day!"

On the plus side, I did get caught up on all the Chazza and Two Jews and a Wannabe podcasts so I'm happy! I'm pretty sure everyone on the train thought I was insane, but hey, it's a hazzard of the job! And I'm sure I'm talking to myself now coz if anyone did bother to read this, I probably lost them bout halfway through my rant! Oooh well! I know a good way to grab your attention and to make us aaallll feel better! A nice bit of a half naked D'Angelo! Mmmm crissspay! And I don't care if you're a straight guy or a gay lady, EVERYONE can appreciate a work of art like this! All I have to say is, "I want some of your brown sugar!"



*Droooool*

Brain = Pickled

I hate studying... It really does suck big hairy balls. Especially when it's something as boring as Computer Science... *snore* I actually really do want to learn it, coz it would make my life a lot easier for this year, but for some reason my brain just refuses to co-operate. I mean, christ, if you saw some of the shit I have to learn, you'd just be like, "Wtf??" I am! Meeeeah... my brain actually hurts! And right now I'm in that spaced out faze where if I did give in and let myself drift off into the depths of my mind, I'd probaby collapse and break my nose on the desk! Atm I'm running on tea, coffee (which I don't even like) and my beloved Football Special, which is kinda y I'm in this state. As much as I love it and it gives you the most wonderful buzz, it also gives you the worst sugar hangover u'll ever experience! I mean, this stuff is PURE sugar and E numbers! Mmmm, it's great!

Ok, my mind is failing me, so I should probably quit while I'm... I would like to say 'ahead', but 'conscious' would be more appropriate I think... hmmm...

*sob*

The Most Boring Best Day Ever!

Usually good days have significant event attached to them, but today is an exception! It bascially comprises of several small events that in themselves would be somewhat insignificant, but as a collective, made for a surprisingly good day.

Firstly I was woken up by my mum's friend Margaret, which is usually a crime punishable by death, but by dumping a bag full of Football Specials on my lap, she got away with it! And if you don't know what Football Specials are, which I'm sure most of you don't, they are a deliciouso soft drink that you can only get in certain parts of the Donegal in the North West of Ireland and they're fukin fantastic! Then I get to lie in in peace, as the mother is out for a long lunch, so I lie snuggled in bed til 2 o clock when I decide it's about time I got up. Then I get to go on the computer and catch up on all the gossip without the mother breathing down my neck about my exam and how I better take my finger out of my ass since I only have 4 days left. Even the workout was pleasant! I'm deffo workin out to podcasts more often, the time just fliiiies and it totally distracts you to how boring it is and how you really couldnt be bothered. And I really don't need any encouragement coz I'm a lazy fuker. But the pièce de résistance comes just before 6 o clock, when the door flies open and in staggers my mum and Margaret who are completely shit faced and bouncing off the walls! Ahhh I wish I took a picture coz it was fukin hil-arious! And I don't mean slightly drunk, I mean can barely stand straight, vacant look, here but really gone, off your face drunk! And I've seen these two drunk manys a time, but this one was a treat! I couldn't hold back the highly amused smirk that spread across my face as the first words uttered/slurred to me by my mum's friend are, "I'm really fukin drunk!" Haha! And then to add to the hilarity my mum's collapsed in bed and and since there's no more drinkin to be had here, Margaret's like, "Rite, I'm off to the pub!" I would not like to see the state of her tomorrow! There's something highly satisfying in seeing the mother in that state and being the sober one for once coz usually it's the other way round. Usually it's me goin into her after a nite out and giving what I think is some highly inteligent banter but what is actually slightly slurred drunken shite! Or her coming into me after I've made friends with the toilet bowl! What can I say, cars and drunken me do NOT mix!

The only downer is that that drunken bitch was meant to stop in the offies and get me some beer! Damn that woman! Ach well, I have plenty of spirits to amuse me. And speaking of, this is the first time I've posted without a drink in hand! :O Good God! This will not do, where's that drinks cupboard...