Kévin

Having spent the last 15 hours sleeping, I'm not entirely sure why I'm so tired. But I am and therefore I can't make brain.

I've had some good nights recently, until Photomaton stole 4€ from us. But what can you do right? If we followed the life of Binah then we'd kick it (which incidentally is what happened, a Photomaton booth got roughed up).

I've also had bad nights, so I've decided to stop drinking for a bit. It seems logical. On the bright side my consumption of soft drinks has sky rocketed and you can certainly take this opportunity to invest in Coca-Cola shares in knowledge that you will see returns.

Incidentally in my tired state I think I might have lost my carte bleue but I can't be too sure. But for now, I'm off to take a shower and blissfully walk out in to the "outside world" in a haze of "I'm still pretty tired". God speed.

Well another day and another dollar and all that jazz. I’m just sat down at Weatbury station in the anti-social holding pen because I took a leap of faith in the weather not being shite. How wrong I was!

It’s quite cold I must admit and I could do with not freezing to death! So much for this being spring like temperatures! If only it would be less gloom and more sun!

I have to report that this weekend was alright but I made the mistake of having a «quick drink» after work on Saturday, having not actually eaten anything that day except a pastry from the Spar and a sausage outside Temple Meads when I got back in to Bristol what I drank (which wasn’t a whole lot) had quite a serious effect and I actually don’t remember how I got home in the end. Which is a scary prospect at best.

I’m glad the last time I got in to a state like that it was about a year ago so not by any means a regular thing.

I’m sure most of you took the time last night to watch the Walking Dead on good old Channel 5, I forgave 90 minutes of sleep to see it and I’m quite glad I did! First shot of the programme was the fine chested police man blowing the brains out of a zombie little girl. BOOYAKASHA!

There were odd bits but hit the spot with creepy half torso zombie, room full of zombies, dead eaten hooker ad crazy Atlanta zombie hoard. Although it is curious why if you were in a tank why you wouldn’t at least try to get that bad boy running.

But that might just be me!

OMG is just saw a hare the size of a 4 year old dashing across a field! How random the countryside can be.

I’m not totally looking forward to work today, it’s been so unbelievably busy over the last few weeks and the whole day just passes by without realising it nor having the time for my ass to hit the ground! I still seem to be dragging on the effects of a cold and my nose is bunged up a bit but other than that I remain un ill, which is strange.

Now that my train is pulling in to the station I think this will conclude my post.

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Before I start it’s worth mentioning there is a rather fit lad over on t’otherside of the coach. This is why I enjoy my journeys on the rails.

Anyways, last night I was posting some junk on to the monkey box which is my former vox blog that I setup and literally just post shite to it with no actual thought. This of course made me think why don’t I post like I used to. This journal was at some point a very substantial part of my life and still is.

In fact I think I posted something like this a few times over and I really need to get back in to that old skool blog groove that made the livejournal the bad ass it is today.

I think it’s safe to say that pulling out SocialScope and making a post to Twitter and Facebook is much easier than logging on to LJ and actually making an effort.

So let me start seeing as on my train journeys I have PLENTY of time to get on with it.

This morning has been shit for various reasons already one of which happens to be the various amount of times I woke up during. The night, not having a proper bed is a bit of a psychological head fuck and quite uncomfortable. But around midnight I woke up to another fight outside smashing bottles kicking around his mate, really quite bothersome binge drinking is. I wonder if these people even take the opportunity to think what kind of assholes they are in the morning.

Then at 4am and 4.30 I was up in a mild panic that I managed to miss my train or that I woke up at 7am, this is what three days off does to me, it messes with my routine!

This weekend has been another humdrum waste of my time, barely went out and no good films on the television. I even got grunted at by a customer service trained drone in Tesco (she literally grunted out her words) for having three items in a three item queue. Clearly they’re not hiring from the good stock of people who aren’t pointless assholes.

Other than that I have managed to damage my rucksack, have a look…

How uncool, the otherside is just as fooked, I may have to invest in another one.

Oh that reminds me, on my way to asda on Saturday night some yob types were lingering down the end of my road, they started to make a shitty attempt at a rap with if there is a lappy in there it’ll be gone (and repeat) he didn’t move out my way so I barged his wigger ass down. Tosser.

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Amazing insulation towel ACTIVATE!

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Isn’t this a dead gansta or something?  Rather inappropriate?!

This is what I woke up to this morning, 213 text messages from Twitter, Facebook and people.  Crazyness!

Originally published at Кевин. You can comment here or there.

I have now successfully set-up my WordPress blog and now it’s crossposting to LJ in theory, so in fact, one could determine this is a test post, no?

Originally published at Кевин. You can comment here or there.