On Sunday night a few of the boys invited themselves over to use my brother's new 'Guitar Hero World Tour' thingy. They happily smashed away at that for a few hours, while Loz and i sat on my bed and read PostSecret. When my brother came home, one left. The other, i dropped home a little later because he couldn't miss the soccer.
Here's what i learnt: in the world rankings of what can be considered important? It goes...
--> Newcastle soccer games
--> Guitar Hero: World Tour
--> Food?
--> Time with me
Good to know i'm loved.
On my way home from dropping one of the boys, my mood was dour. LittleM txted me and asked if i'd visit him at work, so i rang Loz, even though she'd just driven home. I picked her up (hehe, we're so awesome) and we drove to the 24hr Villis. After saying a quick 'hey', we realised that he was working... so there was very little point in our coming to visit. So we bought mini-iced-coffees and sat to drink them.
We were about to leave... when two old guys came and sat with us! They attempted to be 'cool' and make conversation for about fifteen minutes. Because Loz had a bag with fringe on it, they decided that we must be from the country... it wasn't the smoothest opening line. They prattled on for ages and any excuse we started to make to get away was met with offended looks and outburts - they were a little crazy, so we backed off and finally they left. It was very bizzare. What was more amusing was that they came over right in the middle of our conversation about how i attracted weird men. Perfect timing.
We left after waving goodbye to LittleM and embarassing him; i doubt he'll want us to come back and visit anymore!! We didn't get home until 1am... i'm really not sure how all of hour adventures manage to end in the wee hours of the morning.
Here's what i learnt: in the world rankings of what can be considered important? It goes...
--> Newcastle soccer games
--> Guitar Hero: World Tour
--> Food?
--> Time with me
Good to know i'm loved.
On my way home from dropping one of the boys, my mood was dour. LittleM txted me and asked if i'd visit him at work, so i rang Loz, even though she'd just driven home. I picked her up (hehe, we're so awesome) and we drove to the 24hr Villis. After saying a quick 'hey', we realised that he was working... so there was very little point in our coming to visit. So we bought mini-iced-coffees and sat to drink them.
We were about to leave... when two old guys came and sat with us! They attempted to be 'cool' and make conversation for about fifteen minutes. Because Loz had a bag with fringe on it, they decided that we must be from the country... it wasn't the smoothest opening line. They prattled on for ages and any excuse we started to make to get away was met with offended looks and outburts - they were a little crazy, so we backed off and finally they left. It was very bizzare. What was more amusing was that they came over right in the middle of our conversation about how i attracted weird men. Perfect timing.
We left after waving goodbye to LittleM and embarassing him; i doubt he'll want us to come back and visit anymore!! We didn't get home until 1am... i'm really not sure how all of hour adventures manage to end in the wee hours of the morning.
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