Got my student loan in eventually and got another payment soon after, my bank statement doesn't normally have a comma in it and doesn't any more, my wee green netbook packed up so I decided to go to Tesco and buy a better one which I had to exchange because it wasn't starting up properly, it seems like my luck with netbooks isn't particularly good, just like my Mum with Hoovers.
I'm looking for a drinking buddy here but most people have their own lives and I don't want to tag along with people who might not want me there, my flatmate was away to Hamilton on a training course last week and I went out drinking on my own ( yes, I know, incredibly sad but there is only so long you can look at the same four walls ), I got so wrecked that by the end of the night I decided it would be better for me to start drinking water, didn't help me avoid the hangover though and as the day after it was absolutely pelting down it was a good day to write off. The thunder and lightning was bloody impressive and lit up the whole night sky, beautiful in it's own way.
College is going remarkably well at the moment, some very impressive things on the menu, one things for sure my flatmate will be well fed while I'm here as I am still a fussy eater although I'm getting better but alligator still sounds better than roast vegetables in my mind.
It should be interesting up here this week as Dunfermline comfortably beat Dundee at the weekend and I was down in Dunfermline doing the updates for dafc.net so my Pars shirt has been washed and is drying so I can wear it college tomorrow and gloat although I'm not sure many, if any of my classmates are into the beautiful game.
Beef Olives and Mustard Mash with a whisky sauce is the dish being made tomorrow in the kitchen, not my thing but I'm sure my flatmate will enjoy it, he's already looking forward to the products I will create in the kitchen although he might struggle to get any Irn-Bru sorbet off me, that stuff is marvellous.
As alluded to earlier in the blog I did use Clark's 24 hour bakery in a drunken state and how guid was a Gut Buster early hours of Tuesday morning ? Very, it took my mind off the fact I walked uphill for 2 miles wearing winklepickers ( yes, I'm an eejit when I'm drunk, I know ).
A party has been arranged at the flat for my 30th birthday and flatwarming so that's a thing on the calender to look forward to and hopefully I can overcome my shyness ( drink normally helps ) and apply the charm I know have somewhere deep inside me.
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