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Woah, it has been nearly a year since i bothered to put <strike>pen to paper</strike> finger to keyboard and i don't know where to start with this year. Do i bother with a recap of which is just drunken highlights, much akin to something on Harry Hills TV Burp or You've Been Framed.<br />
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So little has happened, and even less that has been 'blog' worthy. Many drunken nights out, many drug fuelled nights out (Well less than should have been). Lets see, i have forgone my need for tattoos by stretching my ears, I've moved out with some of my friends, i have started work with a company that does Certification Tests with the Xbox one but ultimately I'm in the same place i was last year. Different job, different people, same woes.<br />
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Stand out this year, well my friends Roy and Steve got married (Not to each other, they had separate weddings), heart was broken, went camping, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GuJdvmx0gxk" target="_blank">fell off my bike again</a> (this time with CCTV footage). Met some amazing people, lost some amazing people (Not through dying, i just don't speak to them much anymore, or i just don't speak to them) i think that's about it? Not an exciting year, i mean there have been days/nights that have been stand out but i don't remember them either through drink/drugs/old age.<br />
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It is getting closer to my Advent season so i think i might try and keep up with that for the month but being that i can't really talk about what i do at work means it's going to be less interesting than a Dr Who special hosted by Zoe Ball on BBC Three.<br />
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This weekend will probably herald the return of my <a href="http://disco-vigilantes.blogspot.co.uk/search?q=tales+of+a+" target="_blank">Tales of Drunkard</a> series of posts and i might continue up the posts of random drunken nights out, but they seem to be less drunken and more well drunken but with people i know rather than the random people of Reading. So I'm not sure if that counts anymore.<br />
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I'm guessing that's it. Not that there is anything left to tell you, like i said nothing much has happened this year.<br />
I better get ready for Advent! Shit why did i start writing again now.Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-28089595285417001502012-12-16T01:37:00.000+00:002012-12-16T01:37:58.851+00:00Advent: Dec 14th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yes i have skipped a few days, oops. But fuck all happened in those days. I worked, i slept, i pooped. Rinse and repeat. Nothing out of the ordinary so why feign interest?<br />
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Let me take you back to March when my friend Rohan informed me that Phillip Glass was performing Koyannisqatsi live at the Barbican. This is the only time he has ever performed this in the UK. Now i have talked about this film before under the post <a href="http://disco-vigilantes.blogspot.co.uk/2011/02/life-in-balance-music-and-film.html" target="_blank">Life in Balance</a>. Now taking you back i used to watch this film at my mates while pretty stoned and although you don't have to, it kind of helped get into the hypnotic score and visuals that happen on screen.<br />
So this moment that we were embarking on was a full circle that spanned nearly 10 years. Even though i had the day off i still managed to fuck up my timings and ended up getting to London later than planned. I got to Amico Bell, a really good Italian restaurant, a bit too late but met Rohan, Nicola an Elise and was given a glass of wine.<br />
They finished their food while i had another wine and we trotted off to the Barbican. Never been there before but it was a pretty damn nice place. Will have to go back. We got in and found our seats and we were two rows from the stage. Amazing seats and within 5 mins Philip Glass came on stage and the composer shortly after and the lights dimmed. They then proceeded to show the film on the screen behind and the orchestra played the entire score live. I had a smile on my face for at least 20 minutes of the film, which only lasts 85mins, and was one of the happiest moments of this year. It was stunning to see the film i have loved for such a long time with the score played right in front of me. I need to either see more composers or more live classical music because that was something special.<br />
After the film finished there was a standing ovation for a good 15 minutes, quite rightly so. We picked the good day as on the 15th was just a retrospective of his life and works which did sound good but we got the best deal out of those two days.<br />
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With the clapping done we milled about for a bit. Elise went home and Rohan, Nicola and Rohans friend Mel, plus myself, walked about till we found a bar. We found a smallish one and had a few beers and chatted for a bit. We then left and went to the Jugged Hare just outside the Barbican as Nicola knew some people who were having a meal, unbeknownst to us they had only just ordered. So we kinda gatecrashed their meal. Which was alright i suppose as we were all chatty and not unwanted (possibly). They did seem quite, Londonish. I mean two of them i got on with and chatted to about a few things from Japanese Whiskey to what we all saw at the Barbican. The other two i probably wouldn't socialise with. They seemed nice but no.<br />
After a drink there we moved on as the last tubes were soon. I said my goodbye and got the tube back to Paddington. Which is where the night got shitty. Friday night, 00:45 and the next train was 1:44am. I mean what the fuck. I know not many people would probably travel back from London to Reading at that time but there are a lot of stations on the way. So 1:44am rolls around and theres tons of people waiting for a train that has 4 carriages and stops at lots of stops. When First Great Western start supplying a service that deserves my money then i will stop jumping train fairs, sitting in First Class when i don't have a ticket and generally hating the entire network.<br />
Got home about 3am, sober and with a headache. But not even that could put a damper on the night. Phillip Glass i salute you.Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-51215891573793474832012-12-11T19:15:00.000+00:002012-12-11T19:15:56.900+00:00Advent: Dec 10th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Days off suck sometimes. I mean they are good for resting and shit but nothing gets done. Well i dont do anything.<br />
Saying that i did put my cheque from the tax office into the bank, which looking at my bank balance is needed, and was going to the post office but that was queued up to the door. Why so many people.<br />
That was it. My productive day was as unproductive as *insert witty remark about the current governement*. The rest of the day was playing ipad games, watching crap tv and writing.<br />
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I would say stick with me, the Advent posts will get better. But lets face it, it probably wont.Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-73956106739797968572012-12-10T18:08:00.000+00:002012-12-10T18:08:49.425+00:00Tales of a Drunkard: Year in review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well considering i have only written one thing this year (Not counting the current Advent series) i thought a year in review would be good. Both for anyone reading and wondering what i have been up to (No one) and myself to just recap.<br />
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So in January i became the manager of the Go Kart track i worked at, spent alot of time at Sahara drinking and house parties. February was the month of snow, shit loads of it. February also bought weird dreams, lots of drinking and discovering Mixcloud.<br />
March was a Skyrim month, which i should start playing again, that's all March had for me other than drinking at Sahara, learning about El Dorado rum and hiring staff from nights out drinking.<br />
April, Spring. Such a time for things to come. Also fuck you April. The beginning was good, i saw my first Wall of Death at a Steam Fair and then my faithful Mongoose Crossway bike broke, broker harder than a broke broker. So i bought myself a fancy new Fixed gear bike, a Mongoose Maurice. Nice black and orange thing going on. It was also a night out with some friends for some cocktails and general drinking. All was going swimmingly. I went and got the bike on the train, came back and was a bit wobbly with a fixed gear as i had never ridden one before, managed home and back into town.<br />
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Then we started drinking. Which is where the fun began i suppose. We left and i walked my friend home then i made a stupid mistake of getting on my bike and cycling off rather than not. Worst decision i have ever made as i got about 1/4 of the way home and came off my bike. Blacked out when i hit the road and a passer by picked me up and helped me to the side. Nothing really hurt but i was bleeding from my head and cut my jeans and fucked my leg up. Oh and part of my shoulder was sticking out. Went to hospital and had a month off work, well about 6 weeks really. Couldn't walk that well for a few weeks.<br />
My shoulder is still fucked, I'm pretty sure i tore the <span style="font-size: 16px;">Coracoclavicular ligament. I might be wrong but it is that one. Common with rugby injuries and Freddie Flintoff had the same ligament damage i had, probably through drinking too!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">So that was my April, it was spent on the sofa, watching TV, my laptop broke and i got shit all money from work. My bike was fucked but that was easily repaired. I was in that range where i didn't need surgery if it wasn't totally necessary. I spent most of April just hanging out and drinking, as walking into town wasn't too bad in a sling.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">May brought 2ManyDjs, Real Ale festival and Simon Amstell. All in all was a good month of nights out. And that was May done really all while having lots of painkillers and a sling.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">June was my birthday. Not the whole month, I'm not greedy like the queen having multiple birthdays, just the beginning of June. The 6th for future reference. I got some handlebars and a brake lever from a mate which is good as i fucked mine up when i fell off. Saw Promethues, not all that, realised that letting friends ride your bikes will end up with broken bikes (Thanks Lee and Ed).</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">Then that's it really. The rest of the year has been so-so. I got a cool Icarus tattoo on my left arm, half a sleeve, and got a Zombie hand holding a NES controller on my right bicep. I have been out drinking alot, i went to Bruges and met some cool people. Met up with some of them in London and spent a day and night having fun. I went to the Paralympics and spent some time in Hyde Park watching the Olympics on the big screens.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">I went to Rumfest for the first time and was amazed by so many Rums, i was the best man to my friends wedding which was a very good day and night and honoured to be part of their day. Although i didn't get to go to any festivals this year i did get to go see Ugly Duckling, Frank Turner and coming up this Friday is Phillip Glass which i'm looking so forward to.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">That's about it for the year, fun, exciting, sad, expensive, broken and regretful. </span><br />
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There is only less than a month left, but not sure where it will go. Christmas is looming and New Years soon, hoping both will be great.<br />
Hmm i didn't really do much this year.<br />
<br />Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-8499935008864011122012-12-10T16:41:00.000+00:002012-12-10T16:41:00.782+00:00Advent: Dec 9th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Stupid watch designed from the Mayans.... Urggh. Anyways firstly I'm now caught up on all these Advent writings.<br />
Sunday was a dead day. I caught up on ALL of the sleep i needed and got up about 2pm. Made some egg and bacon sandwiches and tea. Lots of tea. It cures all that ails you.<br />
I just sat around, watched crap films, listened to music and caught up on all the advent writings. Wait no i was woken up at 9am because staff didn't turn up to work and i was far too ill to go in. So i spent about 15mins trying to get some staff and in the end they got cover.<br />
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Thats about it. My days off are crap lately.<br />
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Today did not start well. At all. I woke up wondering why it was so bright at 7:45am and looking at my phone realised it was 9:45am. I was meant to be at work at 9. So not off to a great start. My phone had also cut any signal so all the phone calls and texts that i was sent all came through at once. Luckily someone was at the track to open up. No time for a shower so Lynx it was. A hurried and hungover cycle to work, with a stop for a McDonalds breakfast wrap, and i was at work by 10:25. So not overly late.<br />
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Luckily i was on reception but there was a ton of cleaning from the conference the day before. This was not a good day and i turned down several attempts at getting me out again and unfortunately missing a meal to go home and eventually pass out at 5pm. Waking at 8 to cook myself a rather awesome dinner if i may say so myself.<br />
I had an odd nights sleep awaking to some strange noises that ended at 4am, they were as if someone was hitting metal with wood, or the other way round, and in intervals of about 10 seconds. Freaked me the fuck out. Though technically this should be on Dec 9ths Advent but at the moment I'm playing catch up.Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-44148252531574341862012-12-10T00:43:00.000+00:002012-12-10T00:43:33.785+00:00Advent: Dec 7th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After a few shorts hours of sleep [4] i was up and cycling in the dead of morning to get to work for 6:30am for a conference booked into the track. Safe to say it was a long ass day and we decided to take it in our stride. Eating the bacon and sausage sarnies provided, coffee and sitting in a comfy chair by the heater watching the pissing rain happening outside. </div>
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It just happened to be my friends first DJ gig at the bar on the bridge in caversham and was a reunion of sorts which was a cheeky bonus. Ben was pretty damn good on the decks and after we ventured back into town. There was a private function at <strike>Deja Vu, DJs</strike>, Monroe Bar so we just went to Pavs for some cheeky drinks. Which of course were bought by someone else.</div>
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I have this rule when it comes to other peoples generosity. You drink whatever they buy you, or whatever they drink. So the first one was Archers and Lemonade and a shot of Tequila on the side. Not a bad start. I did buy some drinks, wine, Patron tequila and beer, I'm not going to spend all of someones money on myself. </div>
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Which was more drinks. Some rubbish dancing and more drinks. Bumped into a few people i hadn't seen for awhile which is always good on a night out. By the time we left at 4am it was pretty cold so the three of us left huddled together like Penguins. I don't see why people are so adverse to huddling with others for warmth, because the other people standing outside wouldn't join. Well one man did, he was alright but walked off in search of a taxi.</div>
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Another drunken cycle home and remembering that i had work at 9am the next morning wasn't a nice thought to have.</div>
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All of the alcohol was drunk and all of the hangovers were had today. Cycling to work i had two cheeseburgers and when i got to work we had a KFC burger too. Nothing much else happened other than a Le Mans at work.<br />
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On a side not GTA: Vice City is out on the iPad. Might have to get it, loved that game on PS2.<br />
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Today was a short day at work, 2 hours (I know, why even bother opening) so on the way home i had the idea of grabbing another bottle of rum to drink later on tonight as I'm a little on the poor side already this month. Get home, then get 'persuaded' to go into town. So at least i don't have to spend too much money as theres a bottle of rum for pre drinking.</div>
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A slightly tipsy cycle to town and a few drinks in Pavs with some people from work and then it just got progressively drunker. From Pavs we went to <strike>Deja Vu, DJs,</strike> Monroes for some table football. Quite a few drunken games of table football later and many a shot later we tumbled into Turtle. The night then just gets hazy but we had a lot of drinks and a lot of laughs. Once again a quite night ends up getting in at 4am. </div>
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My cycle home was a bit iffy. It's one of the only times i have had to get off my bike and walk, if i hadn't that would have been accident numero 2.</div>
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Sorry Ric Flair moment there. December 4th was boring at work, no customers so just cleaning and maintenance. On the way home i picked up a bottle of rum and finished off the wine and rum in the night. I did see a rat/mouse in the kitchen, which other members of the family suggest i saw things in my drunken state. Which in 10 odd years of drinking i have never 'seen' things. Not through drink anyway.<br />
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Another crappy day at work, another drunken night. I should stop drinking at home!Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-71039295547703437302012-12-07T00:39:00.001+00:002012-12-07T00:39:37.206+00:00Advent: Dec 3rd<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Work was alright today, had two customers in and just did some cleaning. Glamourous i know. Work was overshadowed by my friends birthday and the impending trip to Cosmo. Which i fucking love that place. So much food and so much choice to have. I stuck mainly to Sushi as i havent had any in ages. After a long meal and good fun i popped into Sahara for a digestif, which ended up with a few drinks and a trip to Sakura for Skint Mondays. Now this is a moan so skip if you like. Sakura used to be good, wholesome fun. Now its shit. Why would you stop people taking drinks on the dance floor, just odd. Very odd. The music upstairs was a bit too dubby for me and the music downstairs was a generic Metal playlist which just didn't appeal to me. Got in, cracked open a bottle of red wine and did some internet research.Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-47609835118097462642012-12-07T00:32:00.000+00:002012-12-07T00:32:09.341+00:00Advent: Dec 2nd<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Another day, another hangover. Nothing was done this day. I watched Bourne Legacy (5 out of 7) and i saw Premium Rush (2 out of 7). It was pants. Utter wank in fact. The rest of the day is a blur because Alcohol + late nights = unproductive and no memory.<br />
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So a shit post but *shrug*Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-49382628068387907502012-12-07T00:22:00.000+00:002012-12-07T00:43:34.678+00:00Advent: Dec 1st<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's that time of the year again. It's dark, wet, windy, moody, cold, wet, cold and it's also Advent time. I don't really do advent calenders so this is my advent thing. Every year i try to write every day and every year i fail and get behind or forget. Last year i was 1 day behind at the start and this year i am 7 days behind already.<br />
As like before the pictures are from Google and i search for "December First" and so on and take a picture from the first page.<br />
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So Dec 1st came and went. As days usually do. I was recovering from the night before and work was a struggle. Thankfully it came and went quickly and i was off home getting ready to go out and see some friends and go out. Well i thought we were going out, we instead watched TV and had a couple of drinks. We did end up going to a gig at the Turks to see a band that played covers, they were pretty good. Afterwards i went to Mix to see my friend Dave and had a few drinks. They do THE BEST beer called Kozel, its amazing. Then we went to Sahara for a few drinks and that was the first day of December over and done with. Stood around chatting before having a very cold cycle home.Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-40171935619302546432012-01-05T23:45:00.000+00:002012-01-05T23:45:25.140+00:00I hate you<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://images.piccsy.com/cache/images/44424-865dc5-400-390.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="312" src="http://images.piccsy.com/cache/images/44424-865dc5-400-390.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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You are a fucking venomous, bile spewing culture. And by you i mean we. We are a fucking venomous, bile spewing culture. We hate each other. All the congratulatory messages and well being you give each other means shit. You hate that person. For whatever reason, be it they are getting married and your single, they are having a baby and your single, they drive a nice car and your poor, they own a nice house and your poor. Their wife is better looking than yours and their boyfriend has a bigger dick than yours. That person you are, that isn't you.<br />
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You hate politics but decide to speak up only when others do. You hate racism but will gladly sit there and enjoy a joke that belittles anothers culture, way of life or religion. You have no self worth. You live your life the way others say it should be lived. You have no self control. The people you put in power you hate, yet abide by what they make law. You only stand up when others have, you have no voice. If you don't like something, change it. Don't sit idly by and watch your world collapse because you couldn't be arsed. Fuck, i am you. You are i. We don't care and we will die. We all die. You will die. I will die.<br />
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The Earth has been raped and pillaged. Society has been raped and pillaged. You sit drinking your french water in little plastic bottles while people go without water. You pay obscene amounts to footballers, actors and celebrities for what reason, to watch them fail. You love watching someones life falling apart before your eyes. You love watching people tear their families and way of life apart in front of a studio audience. You slow down at the scene of an accident because your morbid curiosity makes you want to see carnage and death. You feed on the hate that is thrown at you and stuffed into your face via the 'news'. Its not news. Its hate mongering. Of all the things that are deemed newsworthy what really is newsworthy. What do YOU want to know about the world? The injustice in the world, the suffering, the illegal wars, the torture, the biological and manufactured terrorism. Is that how you want to live your life or bring up your children. In a world of hate? You make me sick.<br />
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I hope that the human race gets eradicated as all those fucking nut jobs and cunts say, what use do we have? We don't progress, we are stagnant. We haven't moved forward and will not. We are content. We are content with our little gadgets, our shiny belongings, our one-upmanship. We hate to see the suffering but won't part with money or aid because what hope do you have of changing anything? This is the future that people saw great promise and what future is this? Poverty is still widespread, even in the supposed 'first world' cultures. There is disease amongst the poorest of people that can be prevented by the simplest of vaccines. But we need poor people don't we. We need people to suffer so we can take the moral high ground and say 'We helped them' by donating a few fucking pounds a month or gave away some of your clothes.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So here it is, the Eve of Christmas. I didn't have work today so decided to get some last minute shopping done, which i did. Thankfully as I do hate shopping at Christmas. All done and dusted I went home to wrap them all. <br />
We have this kind of tradition with my friends, every year now for quite a few we have met down the local village pub to catch up or just see each other as we don't all get to see each other in the test for various reasons. I got dressed up, grabbed a walking beer and started walking, got halfway and my friend was waiting for me in a car park, which was wierd but nice because she gave me s lift, very nice indeed. It was quite nice at the pub though some of the people that usually come decided not to this year. We just sat around outside and chatted, got drunk and had a merry old time<br />
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Another Christmas even drunk though thankfully not enough to have a hangover.</div>Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-56121692013176302382011-12-30T16:12:00.000+00:002011-12-30T16:12:29.393+00:00Advent: Dec 23rd<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.doginasweater.com/images/snp_dg_xmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.doginasweater.com/images/snp_dg_xmas.jpg" width="263" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Woke up about 2pm, as is usual after drinking till the early hours. I had to start my Christmas shopping today as i would be working Friday and probably wouldn't have time on Christmas Eve to do any shopping. So i decided to cycle into town and peruse the wares of Reading. I quickly got bored, not after buying some things for my brother and my dad, so went to see my friend who was working at Sahara. Fast becoming a bad influence on my alcohol intake. I opted for some fruit drinks, non alcoholic as i was a little ropey from the night before but i did have a Suffering Bastard cocktail that was very sharp and dry and woke me up :)<br />
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We had planned to all go for a Christmas meal and it was looking like Whetherspoons for a cheap meal and some drinks, so a few friends came to meet me in Sahara and then we walked to Hope Tap. It was stupidly busy however so we went to meet our friends at Back of Beyond, which was also rammed. We walked around the Oracle but every eatery was jam packed or a 45 min wait so we walked around a bit more and opted for Bella Italia on Queen Victoria St.<br />
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Thankfully wasn't too busy inside so we managed to get a table no problem. I had pretty much exactly what i ordered from that takeaway the other night. Though this time was lasagna instead of Spaghetti and two glasses of nice red wine. We chatted for a bit after the very nice filling meal and then set off in our respective ways to go home.<br />
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A nice festive meal with friends. Not bad for a ThursdayDisco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-2920506046549410052011-12-24T18:51:00.000+00:002011-12-24T18:51:52.092+00:00Advent: Dec 21st<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcufiX-d-YY/TvNTAUHSjnI/AAAAAAAAALw/aM9CknNysZ8/s1600/DecemberWoodStackInForest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcufiX-d-YY/TvNTAUHSjnI/AAAAAAAAALw/aM9CknNysZ8/s320/DecemberWoodStackInForest.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Today was a busy day at work, it rained on the way to work and it rained on my way home. Lots of racing, lots of cleaning was done too.<br />
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I wish i had written these posts as the day happened because i have no idea what i did throughout the day or when i got home. I do remember buying a bottle of Morgans Spiced rum on the way home and drinking that till about 8am.Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-39859362226866459862011-12-24T18:30:00.000+00:002011-12-24T18:30:15.941+00:00Advent: Dec 20th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwn6nahv7u1qd9ee3o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="235" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwn6nahv7u1qd9ee3o1_400.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Was a pretty easy day today, I worked and that was pretty much it really. My friend came for a few goes round the track, we ate pizza and The Red Baron just finished on ITV, which is a great film i might add! We had some kids come to race that were way too small, by a few inches but instead of saying no we got them out and they seemed to have a great time. Always better than sending people away, upset and having paid to race.<br />
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Went home, played COD and the day was done.Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-3413197018160716112011-12-24T18:01:00.000+00:002011-12-24T18:01:06.754+00:00Advent: Dec 19th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/blogs/pm/advent919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/blogs/pm/advent919.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Woke up and the plan was for drinks in town, well impromptu drinks in town. My parents took me to get my Christmas present as i didn't really want anything for Christmas. I generally hold the ideas that if, as an adult with an income, you want something then you can buy it. Yes extravagant purchases, like at Christmas, you generally don't spend on yourself but still, if you want that game/clothes/dvd then buy it with your hard earned cash.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So i asked for nothing, and got something pretty cool. That done and paid for i made my way into town and headed to Sahara for a few cocktails, a few got worse when i set up a tab and as each friend came i bought a cocktail for them. Quite costly though it was, i like spending my money on friends. We all sat around talking to each other and the staff as our friend was working. Paid of the tab, which was £53 and then also bought two tickets for the New Years Eve party they are having there. I try not to plan New Years as it's usually a let down, like most nights out really. So we went with it and now I'm going there. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We left for Pavs and sat outside drinking and chatting but we left fairly early and even missed out on the usual trip to Turtle. I did have time to completely whoop Lee at table football.</div>Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-21833797921285625462011-12-21T02:08:00.000+00:002011-12-21T02:08:49.103+00:00Advent: Dec 18th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.ww2vehicles-and-meetings.be/images/Battle%20pag%201%20foto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="http://www.ww2vehicles-and-meetings.be/images/Battle%20pag%201%20foto.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The day was pretty much just COD with my friends and watching the end of Misfits Season One. Was a very relaxing day, as per usual :)</div>Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-19582611259436365812011-12-21T01:06:00.001+00:002011-12-21T02:02:33.278+00:00Advent: Dec 17th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPYJhu0qWEMcKzm0Do05iKcj_Bu2IFid8shqAEHC2JwmVSwHdhvn3LIDx8mlbUqCJDbioZaieEC5k8niWXcO9Eu-lXk2u2Xg6D4ixm-fc1tmrPhlJ62hUbfSOJbNsNlgg-n1Ca28LAYVpe/s1600/glasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPYJhu0qWEMcKzm0Do05iKcj_Bu2IFid8shqAEHC2JwmVSwHdhvn3LIDx8mlbUqCJDbioZaieEC5k8niWXcO9Eu-lXk2u2Xg6D4ixm-fc1tmrPhlJ62hUbfSOJbNsNlgg-n1Ca28LAYVpe/s320/glasses.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Today was a semi busy day, the first few hours were spent cleaning and then people came and raced. Like usual really. Wasn't particularly busy or hard but wasn't a run in the park at all. Got home and wanted something nice to eat. Got home and found cold/leftover KFC awaiting a good nuke in the Microwave. Which sounded disgusting, i mean its not the greatest at the best of times but reheated? No thanks. Nothing in the freezer or to make from so to the interwebs for food. Was going to just get a Papa Johns but decided something nicer than pizza was in order. After perusing local takeaways that deliver from <a href="http://www.just-eat.co.uk/" target="_blank">Just Eat</a> which are a few, i settled on Pico Bello an Italian down Oxford Rd. So i ordered Calamari Rings, Spicy Chicken wings, Jalapeno Poppers and a Pan fried breaded aubergine with mozzarella cheese and tomato sauce baked dish served with spaghetti. What was better was they delivered alcohol too :D So a bottle of wine and Peroni was ordered too and the food was AMAZING. Really nice from a takeaway and shit tons better than reheated KFC.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The night was spent watching Jackass 3.5 which was as good or better than Jackass 3 but i saw that in the cinema and in 3D.</div>Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-2851577382006416172011-12-21T00:32:00.001+00:002011-12-21T01:27:13.549+00:00Advent: Dec 16th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/28873/28873-h/images/illus-030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/28873/28873-h/images/illus-030.jpg" width="224" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I've been really shit with updating so this will be brief lol. Today was one of the busiest days as it is the last friday, kind of, for most people at work. So all day it was just event after event after event. And the last one was a little too much to bear, or even go into lol but safe to say a drink was needed afterwards, and a drink was had indeed. I just stayed up watching Movies and drinking, talking to those who were awake at that time.</div>Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-61364647334158501482011-12-17T02:54:00.000+00:002011-12-17T02:54:53.063+00:00Advent: Dec 15th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.history.navy.mil/photos/images/h97000/h97259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" src="http://www.history.navy.mil/photos/images/h97000/h97259.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
This picture sums it up for me. I WAS DEAD TO THE WORLD. I was without any fucking energy today. I slept till about 3pm, watched a few episodes of Misfits and went to work. I started work at 6pm and did one event, came home and got pissed on by the rain. Drenched. Home and showered and then again collapsed into bed.<br />
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I think i might be coming down with something.Disco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7422022689353657644.post-4851249041512318452011-12-17T02:51:00.000+00:002011-12-17T02:51:07.010+00:00Advent: Dec 14th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://docsouth.unc.edu/wwi/ncday1917/prog16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="220" src="http://docsouth.unc.edu/wwi/ncday1917/prog16.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
So today we agreed to meet at my mates at 11:30am, which was tough for me but i made it just about on time. I got there to find the two playing Call Of Duty, so naturally i joined in and we spent about an hour playing that. We walked to town to get some food (Burger #1) and some train beers. Nice 25min train to London and a good chat and drink and we were ready. The plan for the day was go to Trocaderro to play some arcade games. So a long we caught the tube to Piccadilly Circus and we were confronted with a protest about the Congo (i think) which was nice to watch and for about a 1,000 people there was a helicopter, 6 riot vans and lots of ground patrol. At one point they made a brilliant move of sitting down but after about 2 Min's were ushered along. We went to the Trocaderro but it was shut, at 3pm, on a Wednesday.... WHAT THE FUCK LONDON.<br />
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Turns out from my friend Sam that they have moved the entire 2 floors of arcade games to the bottom floor, and to just a little room? Really? Is that possible and fucking sane? I loved that place, the merchandise they offer there is fun and the games are amazing. But fuck you we will go to the one on the embankment from now on.<br />
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So with that obviously done we decided to check out Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park, not sure if you had to pay so we went to see and you didn't have to pay. We walked around and saw the sights and for some reason the German Christmas tradition is to have lots of fun houses? And watered down beer, and Pizza express... Well that's what i saw, and lots of shit fun fair rides. But the ice rink did look cool. We walked around and then headed to the o2 to see about these VIP tickets we had.<br />
Turns out we got there early so walked around the o2 as neither of us had been there and settled on Harvester for food (Burger #2). We proceeded to the gates? But were told we had to wait till they opened. Our VIP tickets were pretty much just a separate bar rather than the normal stadium style bar everyone else had to go to. Which was nice as it was pretty chilled and we sat down.<br />
Got a beer and chatted then walked upstairs to our seats to see the first band who i don't even know who they were, some female singer who screamed alot and started to strangle the guitarist with the mic cord and then wear a badger mask. They were pretty shit. But through her incessant screaming i realised i would need ear plugs so i set off and a friendly doorman said customer services would give me some so i got three pairs.<br />
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The second act was Miles Kane and they were really good, i recognised a few songs from them and they were enthusiastic too. They finished and off i went to the loo and back before Kasabian started. The entire floor for Kasabian was packed, from front to back. We had good seats but they were seats.... Kasabian started and for the the entire set they did not let up. The energy from them were amazing.... I'll try to upload some videos but my fucking god they were amazing. One of the best performances i have seen in years and there was at least two moments where i had a 'moment', like "I need to fucking change things" which was unexpected but the only downside was we were on the side in the seating area. I would have preferred to have been down on the floor with evetone else dancing along. There were a few people around us drunk and dancing but that is nothing to being in a crowd of people dancing. So the set was brilliant, just wish i was a bit more active in the dancing :)<br />
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After the gig we waited outside and had a cup of tea and (Burger #3) while we let the crowd die down as it was fucking mental with everyone getting to the tube station. After about 20 minutes we managed to get to the station and a tube fairly quickly and we managed to get to Paddington fairly easily. Unfortunately the train we rain for was fucking packed, i was gladly going to stay behind for 30mins as the people on the train were packed in like sardines. Come on people.... for fuck sake you would be on a slow train for an hour pressed up against the glass, just wait 30mins and get an empty(ish) train. I don't understand. So we stayed behind but then they opened up another 3 carriages so we all piled on. I just sat in the luggage rack of the train for the hour journey, wasn't too uncomfortable. Got to Reading about 1 ish and got a taxi back to cemetery junction. I treated my mate to some food as he got us the tickets and i also decided on two Mr Cod mini burgers (Burger #4) and we went back to eat and play COD. We ended up watching Wipeout USA, which was fun and a very good looking bride lost out on $50,000 by 20 seconds to a M Night Shalamanan lookalike. Gutted.<br />
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Got home about half two and just collapsed into bed. A fucking amazing day, a long day and an unexpected dayDisco Vigilantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648584804262052333noreply@blogger.com0