Tuesday, July 22
Totty - An Update
Sorry I haven't posted for a while, been a little bit distracted and busy this weekend. What with sitting on my ass all day Sunday watching Formula 1 and the Open Golf championship. I'm easily addicted to watching live sport, whatever it may be. I even found myself watching live nine-ball pool this week, purely because it was on and it was live. *hangs head in shame*
Anyway, as I said on Friday, there's a whole load of minging women in my home town, even on a Friday night, when they get a bit glammed up. Compare this to a Saturday afternoon in Bath, the closest city to me. I was only in the city for about 5 minutes, driving through it to pick my sister up, and I saw more good-looking women in those 5 minutes than in the previous week in Melksham. Dammit.
I was out in Melksham on Saturday night, and there was a bit of an improvement over Friday night, though only by a small amount. I let myself down with my drinking abilities though. Usually, I can drink a hell of a lot, and out-drink most of my mates, but I wasn't really in the mood that night. We were down at the football club, and figured we'd have a go at doing a Centurion. A Centurion, for those that have never tried it, is drinking a shot of beer every minute for 100 minutes. We didn't have time for 100 minutes, so we aimed for an hour. It doesn't sound like a lot, but it is fucking well difficult. My best is 36 minutes, but that was drinking Caffrey's, an incredibly creamy beer which makes you feel sick after a while. This time I only managed 15 minutes, which was very, very poor. I think 4 of the guys made it to an hour, although one had to go throw up after 40-odd minutes. It was a good laugh, especially with all the running to the bar and back in order not to miss a minute.
Like I said, the "totty" level was up on Friday's. I hate using the word "totty," it makes me feel about 12, but there's no better word that I can think of right now. I was chatting to a friends I hadn't seen for a while, including the older sister of one of my mates, who is a good laugh, and the older sister of my sister's best friend. Does that make any sense? The older sister of my sister's best friend (let's call her Michelle, for sake of argument) seems to love me to bits, for a reason that I can't make out. She has a bloke, who is a pretty cool guy, but she just always seems to grab me and chat to me. Does my ego the world of good, for she is a very purdy lady. Who else was there? Oh yeah, Sam, she's cool too. She was in the year above me at school, and we just seem to hit it off. One of the type of girls who you'd want to date and show off as your girlfriend, but who you also want to be a good friend and just have a wicked time with as friends. I'm making no sense today.
What else? I'm still working nights at the warehouse I have been at for a few weeks, and I'm hoping that I can stay there for a while yet. Apparently the amount of work is winding down a fair bit by the end of this week, but my name has been put forward as one of the agency staff they want to keep on. Speaking of the employment agency, I swear they wouldn't know their ass from their tit. Organisation is not a strong point, which is not good when they're deciding people's livelihoods by finding them work. Grrrr, stupid crap office staff.
