Friday nite in Belfast

Its half 5 in the morning and i'm sitting in the airport bored out of my skull... am sooo tired only had 2 hours sleep, had such a great weekend tho so its all worth it.. friday night week round to daves bout 6 or so sat and watched a film but i can remember for the life of me what it was now as the whole weekend has blurred together i'll him and get back to you with that, i'm so broke so was preparing myself for a boring weekend but charlie brown sent us a message (just thinking there why is Charlie Brown always called Charlie Brown and never just Charlie, one of lifes many mysterys suppose...) to say he was out in whites with his band buddies so decided to head there for a while after we had quite a few red bull and vodka's in daves house to try and keep or spendage down when we were out.. actually tried a glass of port for the first time and was pleasantly surprised as i always linked port to bad memories of when i was sick as a kid and my da would make us take a glass of port before goin to bed and i absoulty hated it... dunno maybe suppose your taste buds develope when you get older as i had quite a few glasses of it... anyway headed out and i had £20 on me... stayed down stairs in whites for a while then went upstairs, get this aswell, was kissing some skin head balloon ( why no idea but he didn't give me much choice to be honest) then decided to go to the toliet so yer man (skinhead dude) walks me to the toliet and informs me he'll wait outside for me, i walked through the door, seen the que for the 2 toliets ( like really whites need to rethink their facilities on offer) anyway seen the que and in my vast wisdom decided that pissing my pants was possiably a better option than having to stand in this que listening to two skinny bitchs talk bout how fat they were, whatever A-holes! yeah so had literially been in there bout 6 seconds and walked back out and the skinhead i was curting 7 sec before hand was now well into some other girl at the bar, like really supppose you have to hand it to the guy he doesn't mess around does he.. so found dave and charlie at bar informed them of my rejectment which they found highly amusing... stayed there till closing time, charlies band guys had left well early bout 12 r so charlie stayed till 1 and sencibily left for home, whereas me and dave had different idea, like seriously i was thinking about this and when me dave or john or together it seems its not an option to go home at one, oooh no, sure the night is only beginning, we're only warming up...

headed to good old faithful thompsons garage for a late nite option of dirty sleazy men, well overpriced drink and a hyperactive smoke machine that probably is on full pelt to hide the fact that thompsons is really pit... couldn't get in as been shut down for a while cos they were caught serving drink after hours, well no surprise there really... ooooh and i saw a naked guy he ran right past me, it was his stag do (im sure his wife to be will be proud of him) it was so cold it looked like his gentials had went into hidin, not that i was looking obviously,, someone told me

headed from there to mynt, yes a gay club, qued for ages, well more like 20mins but it was bloody frezzing and i was surrounded by complaining gay men and really old (wanna be 20 again) women, also i could hardly stand,,,, got in and was surprised that there were more straight guys than i thought there would have been, so i set my sights on the talkest darkest one in the room, after a stare each other out competition over the bar ( why do i think think that works when im pie eyed) anyway yeah stared him to death and with a little help from dave we got it together. Well what a disaster that was when he wasn't tryin to eat my lip (seriously i thought he was goin to draw blood at times) he was asking me how beautiful were his eyes and weren't his eyelashes really long... anyway had had enough of this poncy, lip eating plonker and decided it was time to leave.. eventually found dave on a armchair he had conviently placed in the middle of the dance floor sort of area, said no to bonzo lip eater dude when he asked for my number (quite proud of myself really never really said no before... hmmm mayb im getting used to this single thing) Headed home and nothing else to add of that nite really other than we stopped for the unfortuanly regular occurance of only eat when pissed Rustlers microwave cheese burgers.... oh and the 20quid didnt go far as u'd imagine, so nite was on dave and paid him back next day... Cheers Dave!!!