Just watched the game of thrones "Red Wedding" episode with my roomates, all of whom are obsessive show fans, and NONE of whom knew what was coming, and I witnessed 3 out of 6 grown ass men burst into tears and sob for about 15 minutes after the episode ended
I've had a fucking awesome couple of days. IT'S FINALLY THE SUMMER! It's been scorching for days, and it has meant people are willing to go outside, rather than sit inside playing card games.
Saturday started with a wonky journey to the beach down the road, where everyone ended up like this
Face blurred becuase it's not me, its Jake and he's a legend .
Afterwards we went back for a major mashup. I mean a major one. Dosage in spoilers for any druggies who care.
2 grams of MDMA, technically an ounce of ketamin, 5 grams of weed, 2 bottles of sours and a bottle of Jager.
Jake (the passed out one in the sun) is a huge ketamin fiend, and bought an ounce in bulk because he could. I don't like K that much, too much risk of permanent bladder fuckery. He'd been on a K binge for a day previous, and we managed to get through 3 grams those 2 days.
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The night was insane, where everyone ended up like this:
Then on Sunday morning, the boyfriend and I got a call from a friend that had moved about 10 miles away, they wanted to go on a mish (major walk somewhere). Now, I've just had to deal with Jake - the man lives grime, drug-wise. To begin with he was offering lines of K to everyone, and mixing it in with MDMA to make Kandy (K+Mandy). That will fuck you up, man. He was also purposely not crushing up lines properly so it'd hurt and you'd be more aware of it. I like that in one way because you psychologically placebo yourself as you think its more, but it really really isn't good for you, and it fucks your nose.
We went anyway because it sounded like fun.
We walked about 2 miles along a coastal path before we saw the path we were supposed to take had completely gone due to a landslide. So we ended up trekking around random fields and woodland for a couple hours before getting back on the path. It was like a proper journey through the countryside, we saw some breathtaking views. It was a proper mish too, we weren't taking our time because we wanted to get back.
Because of Jake, I was getting random backdrops (the taste of chems) throughout the walk. To be suddenly rushing your tits off on the middle of a cliff is a very interesting thing.
We walked through like at least 5 National Trust sites on the mish, it was insane. I can't believe how beautiful the world is sometimes, I totally forgot.
By the time we got to his house (which we needed to get a ferry to ¬¬. It's a loong way there), his missus wanted to go to the beach. About 2 miles away. I've just walked 10 miles whilst probably very dehydrated (we only took 1 litre of water with us and the night before probably didnt help). We ended up going in the end and it was fucking beautiful.
It's in this bay, but its like at least 100 feet lower than everything around it. It's called Lantic Beach and it looks like this
Thats taken on the pathway down, not by me. The descent is like ridiculously steep but its hidden away and so beautiful
Because of the way that's laid out, the sun sets like 45 mins earlier there, because the land is so high around it. We sat there and watched the sunset which was fucking awesome, then on the way back out, we chilled in a field and watched it set again. I managed to get a semi-decent photo with my phone.
My day was pretty nice. I wanted to go out, but I slept in too late and ended up playing Skyrim, so I left a couple of hours too late, so I had to put up with intimidating pupils from the local problem school going home. Being skinny with long hair results in a few unfortunate... comments. But I don't really care, since I finally managed to get Shadow of the Colossus, as well as a bag of delicious crisps that I don't get a chance to eat very often. Will probably play some more Skyrim later. Really got back into it.
Not great, we are without hot water until we can get maintenance out here (which is as hard as getting Barb to throw away the hoard, relinquish Clover & Snoopy, or sell the unneeded cars), I am irked to the point that I am drinking a straight pint of Jack Daniels.
We did amazingly get the water heater fixed (needed a valve at the connection point since I had to turn it off lest the water heater overfill or worse), house smells better now that I got some incense to burn and kill the smell. Dishwasher's working now and I'm enjoying my day so far. I might be going house-sitting for someone this weekend depending on whether they are going to Seattle or not, so in that case I will be using my old IP address and connection that I kept the contract on as backup service.
While I was waiting for the bus, just drinking a Slurpee, some slightly overweight kid, no older than 10, wearing a snapback, and (presumably) his little brother bikes right by me and says: "Don't pussy, man!" then rode away. I was thinking about flipping him off or or making a clever retort, but I was speechless and did nothing. What the hell did that even mean? I'm going to make an ass out of u and me and say that he said I looked like a pussy, with my long hair and (very) skinny physique, but I don't quite know for sure. While I was on the bus, I saw the little shit on the street, and I was thinking about opening the window and flipping him off or yelling "don't pussy, man!" But there were a few other people on the bus, and it would look really bad without any context.
fucking... What the fuck Beeb? It's Harry Enfield for fucks sake. Why the fuck is it blocked!? Why the fuck have you blocked anything in "my country". My country is where you're fucking based, where it was fucking filmed. Where the fucking script was written, where the actor was born. Fuck you BBC Worldwide.
I'm easily pissed off by shit like this man. Fucking hell.
Well, if you're the BBC (you very well could be, I mean I have no idea who's in your avatar, its such a brilliantly sutble disguise), then I'll accept an apology. Otherwise its just me being a bit mental
Finished my duties housesitting, the long drive home was nice, listening to the full Yngwie J. Malmsteen/Japanese Philharmonic Orchestra suite from YouTube burned to a CD with the windows down on country roads then back to town, it's nice to be back home.
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