Local Boy In Fake Gun Fury!!!
This morning
Olliekid regaled me with a fucking hilarious story of how a day, which started with him finding a cowboy hat in his brothers wardrobe, ended up with an
armed response unit turning up at his house! I really want to retell it here but he had me in hysterics on the phone and I am wondering if I am up to the task of relaying such a great story without ruining it!! I will ruminate this evening and decide whether I can retell it or not.
NOISE COMPLAINT!
This morning, as I stumbled blearily eyed out of my bderoom, I saw that Tristan had propped up a letter outside my bedroom door. It was addressed
To the top flat:
Uh oh!!
Basically we..(well, me, Mark and Tristan) are in trouble for being too noisy in our flat! The best excerpt from the letter reads as follows;
...we often hear the banjo, didgeridoo, guitars, singing, slamming doors, running up stairs and running about in the flat, screaming, music and the washing machine (that rumbles the kitchen and shakes our flat very loudly late at night when we are in bed.
Ho hum, I guess an apology is in order, although it amazes me they have waited months before saying anything!! The last time they complained is when that idiot Aaron from Cameran had a bad gig and was bashing their door with equipment and throwing heavy objects up the stairs. (He never apologised for this - wanker). That was excessive noise!! But THIS the have had a shaking flat for months and not said anything til now!! That's 3 months!!
I am scared of going to say sorry! Mummy!!!
Good Luck Tristan
Tristan had an interview today for a new job. He wore a suit!!
My Health
I've got a he-eeelllluva headache today! Not least in part due to the letter this morning and an email from the loquacious J of Journal Entry
Screw you pal! (see below). It contained the word sh!t twice and conjugations of the word f*ck seven times! Wooop!
I sent him an email back. It's a nightmare - he obviously thinks I have been slating his band left right and centre and say I am trying to make things difficult for them. I don't think I am. Where are the grounds for a compromise?!
Words Used To Impress Fong/Stretch My Brain Today
compromise We all know what this means...its a pretty word though. Like an ankle bracelet!
conjugations Especially proud of this one! It means different variations on a verb like - sing, singing, sang
didgeridoo Well, my neighbours word, but still cool! And she spelt it right!!!
excerpt Posh way of saying bit
loquacious Talkative
ruminate To think over, ponder. I imagine cows ruminating!