Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Too many N's

Snow, lovely stuff really. All cold, wet, white, cold, wet, cold and unexpected. I arise from my drink-induced coma, lying on a floor beside two of my associates, shivering with the cold, and why wouldn't i be, i see that Lovejoy(associate 1) has the entire duvet to himself, bastard.
So i find my phone, its 06:30-ish, get up and descend the stairs to a coliseum of cans and half empty bottles. The smell of fags and booze hits me like a smell of fags and booze in the face. The realisation that i have a massive fucking project to do for tomorrow lands a second, swift blow to my now battered jaw. College life sucks huge testicles.
Its too early to go into college, but, our television channels consist of; Channel 1- Black&Grey fuzz, Channel 2- Black&Grey fuzz, Channel 3- Grey&Black fuzz..............etc. So i decide to clean the coliseum and get some toast, which i have to toast in the oven because we ain't got no toaster. A moderate dollop of Heinz Beanzzzzz to the slightly burned(is burnt a word? if its not it should be) toast and a cup o'tea get me on the road to recovery. I watch a bit of Black&Grey fuzz(fucking great show, so underrated) and off i go, towards the no.5 bus.
Bollocks, snow, no jacket, no dough(money), no go. Back into the smelly house, i scrape together enough coppers to get the bus in, dont have a jacket so i guess the bus better hurry up. It does, thank fuck, and off i go into some shitty lecture about global-fucking-consumption of shitty brand names, education is a poisoned chalice.
And now here i am, sitting in Ucc's lovely library, staring at the screen of my laptop, typing an entry into my recently activated blog when i should be doing my huge project thats due for tomorrow.....i think. The worst thing about all of this? Im missing the 'N' button on my laptop so i have to use a pen to push it, there has been way too many N's for my liking in this blog. Oh and how is the n-button missing, i hear myself ask? I had the great idea of using a hoover to suck out the dust and breadcrumbs from beneath the keys............i reclaimed 'j', 'm', 'h' and 'b' but poor auld 'n' is lost forever in a sea of Dyson mechanics. How i miss N.

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