Christmas 2003

I promised myself I’d write more! What a liar! I don’t care…

Here’s the news in MTV generation sized pieces:

- Home
- Pub
- Drink
- Ill
- Paracetamol
- Grandparents
- 24
- Dinner (soon)

I hope you feel the love…Christmas greetings today go to – Palvi, Joyce Lee, The Crow Rosie Rose and Alexios the Greek fag (we love you really). Oh yeah and Tal – back from the brink (South America). Respect.

Drinks anyone?

After the most hardcore work session this morning the boss came up with a novel idea – to have beer! This job’s the dream!!! I just went to to this tiny Venezuelan café for lunch and ate some little thing that was like a crispy pancake but without the crumbs. And full of chicken! Answers on a postcard….
Ok bar calls now but will update!!

Wanksta

Man I’ve eaten fuck all for 2 days and I still feel sick – i’m never drinking again (whatever). People are starting to come back to uni now…it’ll be quite cool to get all of these bags out of my room and sort my life out a bit…but at least I’ll wake up sober tomorrow. Shit actually the only good thing to do when you’re hungover is to clean so i’m going to do that now.

22:46 – Room tidying commences.

Smoke weed every day…

Nice little trip to the Aunt / Uncle’s for boxing day, big family reunion (3 families + grandparents = binge)…It was so good to see all of the cousins (most of the cousins) that I haven’t seen for ages…Jeremy and I are peas from the same space pod and the Gatti girls are turning into models!! Believe it!!
When I woke up today I was so happy to be alive…I’ve never sat and just drunk 10 pints of Boddingtons…I’m not sure how impressed the ‘elder generation’ were (actually I know exactly how impressed they were – not one bit). I don’t really mind though coz I managed to get the mobile numbers of the cousins so I’m going to make one of those New Year’s thingies to keep in contact with my posse (I need you, i need you on the floor).

Recovery

I’ve been thinking quite a lot tonight…quite a lot happening in my head and I don’t think the red wine is helping me much…My Christmas Eve plans were scuppered at the last minute by Rampton hospital’s elite…so I’m thinking about watching a movie and slowly getting more and more drunk with the family.

We went round to Grandad’s house tonight to have a drink and a chat…quite a nice family thing to do I thought. He had no clue it was Christmas tomorrow of course, but then it’s the spirit on the inside that counts…And he’s got a lot of that ;)

With regard to ladies at the moment…nothing makes sense. I know what I’m asking for for Christmas, a little chart that says what’s going to happen over the next few months. That’d be sweet. E-mail oli_in_italy@hotmail.com please…