||[Jun. 26th, 2001|09:20 pm]
|||||mogwai - xmas steps||]|
getting woken up at approximately 5 in the morning by loud booming thunder is not a good thing. also, the fact that it was a sign that the good weather was finished was very depressing, especially as we only had 2 good days (2 good days, i might add, that i had to spend indoors working). why can't our weather system take more than that?
i want somebody to give me lots of money. i know money does not equal happiness but it would make my life so much easier. and would allow me to be able to travel through america, from boston to california (through chicago). i'd also have been able to have celebrated my results yesterday. i could have gone out, drank excessive amounts of alcohol, kissed the girl i like and laughed at other peoples misfortune with stella and her boyfriend G. we could've drank till 6 in the morning and when the sun finally decided to rise, me + juan could've walked to the top of the hill and screamed for a half hour, until some redneck hick (if any such people existed in ireland)
stepped out of his house and, all sleepy eyed and stuff. he would shoot a couple of rounds of his double-barrelled shotgun and tell us to 'quit yer hollering'. it would've been a laugh but instead a friend called down and called me an asshole and left. i deserved it, but it wasn't really my fault. kind of.