Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Delicious Bacon

I could write some psudo-intellectual indie garbage here, however I would much rather just tell you about my day.

So I woke up at 3pm yesterday, which is pretty much normal. I woke up because my electric blanket made my bed far to hot. As soon as I woke up I felt pretty seedy. I have a dry mouth and shitty headache. This was not alcohol related. So I made a coffee, had a cigarette (I smoke Dunhil Fine Cut Blacks) and took 2 panadol. Win was at foot, my friends! For shortly after this breakfast I felt like a million dollars. I then retired to my room, where I spent the next few hours editing my Lady GaGa article on Encyclopedia Dramatica (http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/Lady_GaGa). Then I thought to myself: "Lol, Jeremy you are a talented individual! Why not progress your musical endevours and write a new song!". I replied with: "FUCK YOU IM A DRAGON!" and wrote a new song. Then I played Counter-Strike for another few hours.

After all this I was rather famished, and went into my kitchen to fetch something to eat. I examined my freeze to find 2 frozen pies. "Hoorah!" I exclaimed, and heated the pies in my microwave. Then I sat down and watched "Talking 'Bout Your Generation" on television. I was disappointed.

After that, my housemates went to bed, however I did not. I played Counter-Strike some more, and pwned some n00bs. Then I lurked ED and Myspace until about 5am.

When 5am came, I was reading a particularly lulzy article on STDs, when I remembered that I had not had a sexual health check in quite a while.

I played more Counter-Strike until 9am rolled around, at which point I gathered my iPod, bag and some money. I walked down to the train station and caught a train to Roma St. I walked to the Sexual Health clinic and asked to be admitted for a check up. I waited for a short while when the doctor came to see me.

He asked me if I had any symptoms, I did not. Then he informed me that there was only 1 slot left for someone with symptoms, so indeed I was sent away.

I guess thats what you get for going to the clinic on Slutty Wednesday.

Now I have returned home, lurked and wrote this post. I hope you enjoyed my day, I sure have.