The words contained in this here journal may not make much sense and they may not bear any relation to reality but one thing is for sure, they'll contain the word pasty.
Monday, August 18, 2003
Spent the weekend and Jono’s flat in York, something I’ve not done for some time mainly due to the fact I’ve been four hundred miles away. This weekend was devoted to the watched of the second series of 24 on DVD, a whole 15 hours of viewing were packed into the approximately 28 hours including a sleep. Even for me that’s quite impressive viewing figures, I’m sure you’ll agree.
Besides this orgy of Bauerisms and maverick magic we found time to hit each other with pillows, play sneaking games in the estate, snort pepper and eat heaped teaspoons of ground coffee. I myself took part in each activity, most of which were successful; I managed to smack Capps in the knackers hard with a pillow, crawled along some grass in thedark, got rid of my incessant sneezing. The coffee eating wasn’t such a success; I forced a huge mouthful in and tried to chew. I soon discovered that this is somewhat difficult as ground coffee is VERY dry. I tried to communicate this fact to my audience and ended up doing nothing but spraying them, and the kitchen floor, with coffee. I fared pretty well though, Capps actually tried to swallow his teaspoonful and ended up being sick!
The pepper was quite literally to take away the endless tingling in my sinuses. Something big a cuddly in the room was giving me a rather fine allergic reaction. To my lasting regret it wasn’t Capps. One of the duvets I was using to hide under was producing a fine impression of a machine gun from my nose and causing great distress. The pepper snorting just made my nose sting which although less pleasant was far better for me psychologically. And probably far better for those around me.
Got back to find an e-mail from a very annoyed (with herself for giving me an incomplete mobile number) Hannah. She says she’s often visiting her nan up here so I should get to see her sometime soon, I shall look forward to it.
Tomorrow to the building society and the money I owe Wend, Capps, Jono, Ryan, Julian, Mark and more importantly me.
