Balls
This is what happens when you spend your whole day being tired, unmotivated and mooching around. Have had to abort my trip to the Darlington beer festival - by the time I've gotten to my digs for the night, the last bus will have gone, and I can't afford taxi's into town at fifteen quid a pop. Also knackers my plan to see my cousin's newborn who's up in that neck of the woods.
Damn.
Checked out the train times for Leeds, as in up at Pudsey Plan B, the Leeds beer festival is on as well. The earliest train I can catch won't get me there until half nine, which is forty minutes after the last train home leaves.
Damn, and double damn.
In fact, I may venture as far as "soddit" and mutter two or three naughty words.
But I'll not punch any walls this time.
To make it all worse, it's two of my fav' things this week, Comic Relief and St Paddies day. Great. Faux positive happy touchy feelgood times in the name of charidee, whereupon I am guaranteed to have to tell fat ugly codheads with collecting tins and "whacky" costumes to piss off; and a gratuitous marketing excuse on behalf of the Guinness corporation, taken on board by every drunken idiot without the wit to see it for what it is. Listen up Britain, your night on the piss is a foreign religious celebration with no significance whatsoever to the British way of life; it's like condoning going on a drugs bender on Ramadan. Wake up, wake up, you're ruinin' the country!! When they're blanket marketing Broadside and Black Sheep on St Georges day in Dublin, I'll take note. Until then, they can take their black shite and shove it where the sun shines not. Hmmm, cutting out the middle man, really.
On a more positive note, today I was called a "hippy in a suit". This was a compliment, and I'm not sure I mind being called that at all. It's interesting to see that someone else has seen what I've commented on before, an anti-authoritarian man in an authority job. Apparently I'm a walking mass of contradictions, impossible to pin down, every time it looks like they've worked out what I am another factor makes an appearance and queers the calculation. Well, that's me and I like being me; makes a nice change that other folks spot the fun too.
Damn.
Checked out the train times for Leeds, as in up at Pudsey Plan B, the Leeds beer festival is on as well. The earliest train I can catch won't get me there until half nine, which is forty minutes after the last train home leaves.
Damn, and double damn.
In fact, I may venture as far as "soddit" and mutter two or three naughty words.
But I'll not punch any walls this time.
To make it all worse, it's two of my fav' things this week, Comic Relief and St Paddies day. Great. Faux positive happy touchy feelgood times in the name of charidee, whereupon I am guaranteed to have to tell fat ugly codheads with collecting tins and "whacky" costumes to piss off; and a gratuitous marketing excuse on behalf of the Guinness corporation, taken on board by every drunken idiot without the wit to see it for what it is. Listen up Britain, your night on the piss is a foreign religious celebration with no significance whatsoever to the British way of life; it's like condoning going on a drugs bender on Ramadan. Wake up, wake up, you're ruinin' the country!! When they're blanket marketing Broadside and Black Sheep on St Georges day in Dublin, I'll take note. Until then, they can take their black shite and shove it where the sun shines not. Hmmm, cutting out the middle man, really.
On a more positive note, today I was called a "hippy in a suit". This was a compliment, and I'm not sure I mind being called that at all. It's interesting to see that someone else has seen what I've commented on before, an anti-authoritarian man in an authority job. Apparently I'm a walking mass of contradictions, impossible to pin down, every time it looks like they've worked out what I am another factor makes an appearance and queers the calculation. Well, that's me and I like being me; makes a nice change that other folks spot the fun too.
posted by Fred the Singing Bandit at 6:46 pm
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