The End is Nigh

[faustus]

It's 8.30, it's pissing it down and I'm about to trudge with holey shoes to pay thirty-five quid to drink in my local.

Heigho.

Sounds too windy to risk an umbrella.

Happy new year folks

Comments

[drasecretcampus.livejournal.com]

(http://www.flickr.com/photos/andrewmbutler/340896005/) I kept removing it from my way... You have to get your money's worth. Still, at least I took most of today off. It was less frantic than the Bell& would have been and less tribal than the Carps feels. I have no memory of this being taken - or whose camera I'm holding. There's a distinct gap in the memory - N got there about one, but I don't remember what time I left, but I did the locking and bolting the door when I got home thing. Then the passing out fully clothed thing. N and I must have had some kind of conversation, but all I recall is him saying I was mullered, which was hardly news to me.

[lamentables.livejournal.com]

You do look particularly fetching with the sparkly-star deeley boppers (sp?). You also look particularly hammered. I was thinking of marking the photo as 'may cause offense' in Flickr, but I knew you'd find some evol way to retaliate.

[drasecretcampus.livejournal.com]

Nice one, Ollie... I had noticed the way they grow out of my head. Wish I could remember what time I left. No doubt I will be told in due course.

Oh, I'm so evol. Believe it.