today in response to having my ear bent about it by my mate chris, every time he gets a couple o’ shandies down his neck, i set up a live journal. however, i must say i found it a right pain in the arse to navigate round [as well as being ugly as feck!] so i decided to try and graft it lovingly onto my bilge page instead, in the vague hope that in this way i could “buff up my bilge” by ..er… “jiggling my journal” …er… or sommit like that. anyway, for what it’s worth, you can read my abortive first live journal entry here…
dear diary.
today i did go to the pub and hang about with some rough bikers and punks. during my sojourn there, i did drink some beer and play some pool and did find a sick pigeon and did put it in a cardboard box to make it better and on the way home i did nip into the spar and buy some baps so that i could make hotdogs with some strangely pink yiddish sausages i found in the whoops department in asda on thursday. i think this has been the 253 412th most exciting day of my life [since
records began].
now i am drinking lemon barley water from a plastic bottle whilst setting up a livejournal. i have heard it is a good way to make friends and meet people [the livejournal that is - lemon barley water is useless in this respect, although allegedly beneficial to one's tennis]. i am additionally reliably informed that halitosis, body odour and the smell of stale wee do not travel well through the internet, so i am hopeful that i can avail of this by passing myself off as an attractive human being online
