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Sunday, 21 September 2003

Great day yesterday. Woke up and had a shower as usual, then decided to download some huge Judo/Jitsu videos and for a brief period got max download limit 75K/s. Walked upto my Uncle's which took ages and was really hot. Spent most of the afternoon there. But got my washing done. Took a Taxi back and had a microwave curay because it was approaching 7 by the time i was home. Taxi cost #6.60. In the evening we went to the Tavistock and had a pint , then 3 of our course mates walk into the pub, and we were the only people in the room and they dont say a word to us. We decided to go to the Taf because some of our mates were there, and the who Freshers thing. However by the time we were about to enter the really busy Taf, they were in Solus and we couldnt be bothered with that. So back to the Tavistoack... and now the legend begins....
Someone was having a party, it turns out that it was her 25th Wedding Aniversary, we decided to sit down near the room where all the food is kept. And the woman walks out and says: "Help yourselves to the food boys"--"Oh, but we're not with this party!"--"I dont care, its my party helpyourselves to the food". Get in there!!!
We decided that it was only fair to buy her a drink, but she said: Dont bother guys we've had loads. Ten minutes later she comes over and gives "E" a pint because she said it would go to waste otherwise. "S" does a robot dance to the last song. I do a back spin. The the woman comes over and says take any food you want home. It'll go to waste otherwise. Needless to say we have a lot of buffet food in the kitchen today. S didnt manage to steal a Stella glass tho. It was fake anyway. We get back home and take a few photos of all the food we have nicked. S goes into the bathroom and E tries to lock him in there using a chair and a beer glass. Warning him that he must not be fierce. S smashes the glass to bits. Take an amazing photo of Sa touching herself up, E touching himself up. Sa and E touching the other up and all looking at Stuart at the time. Chair spining and Dan room dosing and beetrooting the night fizzled out and we went to bed.

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