Christmas eve: Work had me until 3pm, which sucked. The suckiness was counteracted by the fact that I was really quite drunk at work. At the staff and the customers. I managed to keep a straight head with the customers; it’s my colleagues I made more of a show for.
My supervisor was questioned as to whether he would shag a fit monkey or not. He answered yes, but that’s beside the point. He was quite shocked that I asked, as were those around me that heard it.
I spoke to Liam and he was telling me how had auditioned for a porn filmmaker last month. I took this with a pinch of salt, until he showed me the picture that is. Lots of pictures of his cock on his phone were unleashed on me. What could I do but be honest; I complimented Liam on his cock. I questioned him on the nature of the porn he wanted to be in and he told me he’d be humping men on film. I was actually quite blasé about this fact considering I find bumming highly amusing.
I asked big muscley bloke Dave for a picture cos I said he looks like a girl I know. (For any interested who know what im talking about- he looks like Jen!).
After work was over, I joined my father and brother for drinks. Annually we meet on this day and do nothing but get wasted and talk about much we think our mum is brill. ‘cept this year. I bowed out early so I could join Mark and the Murphy girls for drinks. I got an Xmas smooch or two and Dave joined us but I got to see more of him boxing day.
Christmas Day: It was nice. Food, family, friends, socks, smellies and prezzies galore. I reckon we all pretty much did the same thing. No need to document it thoroughly. what was nice is that i conversed Very Very Briefly with Claire (by text message).
Boxing day: watched DVD’s, slept lots. Met up with Dave J on the nighttime. We went to Zach’s for drinks. What was more interesting was that we met up with Dave’s ex-girlfriend, Emma. She was a friend back in my college days and it’s been about two years since I last saw her. We reminisced all night and after dropping Emma off at home, Dave and I returned to my house to smoke some doobie.
The doobie seemed to set certain minds racing, as it was decided at 12:00 AM that we build something out of Simon’s videos (all 300+ of them). We built a huge eye in the middle of our living room and then left it for Simon to receive as a present for his birthday yesterday. What more can you ask for if you’ve got an art attack in your own living room
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