Meh

3 Jun

So yeah, this will be the last numbered post for awhile, it’s getting a tad monotonous. And less of those idiots i have to, for the lack of a politically correct slur, call friends. Thank the heavens most of them are leaving. Or at least the asshats from the bunch. Well, here goes:

1. After consuming a little too much alcohol Mr. Photographer reveals that he still hates my guts for saying something i have every damn right in the world of stating. i guess if someone asks his imaginary girl friend out (within a day or two of him being dumped), he’d just go into his shell. Asshole. Gotta love Sundance, social settings and whiskey for bringing out the best in people. Or wankers.

2. Madame Phone-in-Beer Dropper has donned the role of complete ignorer to the hilt. Not only does she not answer phone calls but she refuses to call back either. She’d probably call when she needs career advice, job help or anything of the sort that she, in her capoeria induced haze cannot comprehend.

3. The Female Desperado has become more sluttier than usual. It’s amazing how one trip for further studies reduces some people to mere caricatures of themselves. Tis a good thing she’s going. The only word that comes to mind when she’s around or mentioned is “unbearable”.

4. The Ex-Girlfriend has moved on in life and now shares an amicable relationship with Slacker Ninja. And about time too.

5. Mr. Man isn’t going to be around for the Female Desperado’s party. This will be a fun night what with being replete with bitchery among other things like more bitchery. In vitriol flavor too. Should make up from the last boring do at the wannabe- named, wallet raping Bootleggers in spite of boasting the holy trinity of The Female Desperado, The Banshee and Dopey.

6. Slacker Ninja’s sibling, Slacker Ninjarette got herself pathetically sloshed. To the point where she graced her cellphone, bed, clothes, fashion accessories and almost her Mac Book with vodka stenched puke. Fun times brought to you by the village idiot who “forgot” to fill her stomach with something remotely edible before binging. Looks like we have a front-runner for douche of the year. Then again almost everyone mentioned in this post is.

7. GTA4 sucks frog testicles. Hype is evil. It kills games when they fail to meet a certain level of expectations. On towards MGS4 then.

8. Speaking of hype, Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull managed to deliver. Just barely, but enough to justify spending an exorbitant wad of notes on getting movie tickets. Fun times.

9. Sushi is the food of gods. Only with soya sauce, wasabi and Japanese ginger though.

10. i quit my job. Here’s to hoping for some crucial work experience at my next port of call. And that it lasts longer than this one. Or my last one even. One year or bust.

11. There is no eleven.

Now Listening To: Aqualung – Strange And Beautiful