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Hey, I'm Mags, I live in Cornwall and Fire is my favourite element.
Hey, I'm Mags, I live in Cornwall and Fire is my favourite element.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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Posted:
Hello
Another Cornwall bod eh....come to [Old link] with us in a couple of weeks before Glasto 
Oh and tell us some more about yourself
Hello
Another Cornwall bod eh....come to [Old link] with us in a couple of weeks before Glasto Oh and tell us some more about yourself
Let's relight this forum 
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Welcome to HoP!
Cheers!
Welcome to HoP!
Cheers!
Will bite you (unless you tickle behind my ears)
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I've been to Cornwall. It was grey and smelled like the seaside.
I've been to Cornwall. It was grey and smelled like the seaside.
...tick tick tick....
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Posted:
mmmmmm.....the smell of seaside
mmmmmm.....the smell of seaside
Let's relight this forum
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Posted:
I live in Falmouth. Who are you?
Where is the event?
I'm a 1st year Journalism student who hates Journalists.
I'm a founder member of the Falmouth College Circus Society.
The smell of the seaside is ok, but the sound of seagulls can get quite annoying about 6am.
I live in Falmouth. Who are you?
Where is the event?I'm a 1st year Journalism student who hates Journalists.
I'm a founder member of the Falmouth College Circus Society.
The smell of the seaside is ok, but the sound of seagulls can get quite annoying about 6am.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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And i don't do Glasto (I'm allergic to little kids in hoodies), although I most definitely do do WOMAD.
And i don't do Glasto (I'm allergic to little kids in hoodies), although I most definitely do do WOMAD.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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Hello and welcome to a fellow Cornwallite!
Hello and welcome to a fellow Cornwallite!
My state of mind is not yours to define!
There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."
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Posted:
hey.. look foreward to seeing you at falmouth, if you live there, im assuming you will be at the gathering
hey.. look foreward to seeing you at falmouth, if you live there, im assuming you will be at the gathering
Me train running low on soul coal
They push+pull tactics are driving me loco
They shouldn't do that no no no
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Posted:
you must be thinkin of Reading mate
Written by: Mags The Jedi
And i don't do Glasto (I'm allergic to little kids in hoodies), although I most definitely do do WOMAD.
you must be thinkin of Reading mate
Let's relight this forum
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Posted:
'ello! 
'ello!
I was always scared with my mother's obsession with the good scissors. It made me wonder if there were evil scissors lurking in the house somewhere.
Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons for you are crunchy and good with ketchup.
**giggles**
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Hey!
Hey!
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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Posted:
Welcome to HoP!
Welcome to HoP!
Growing old is mandatory; growing up is NOT.
Proud member of the HoP DPS.
Sanity is a highly overrated state of mind.
I'm normal ... it's everyone else that's crazy.
Gidg
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Posted:
Hey Mags, How goes it?
Good to see more southys joining the board. Hopefully be seeing you in Falmouth!!
Take it easy
Hey Mags, How goes it?
Good to see more southys joining the board. Hopefully be seeing you in Falmouth!!
Take it easy
A wise man once told me, A friend will bail you outta jail, A great friend will be sitting beside you saying that was f**king awesome.
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Posted:
As long as you're there mate, you'll see me. No way would i miss this.
As long as you're there mate, you'll see me. No way would i miss this.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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Anyone noticed how this thread kind of died after a few posts.
Time for another resurrection!
Friday 25 June 2004
Did very little today. Woke up about half ten and rang work to say i was sick. Obviously I'm not, but i wasn't in the mood.
I was gonna go back to sleep but my housemates are a noisy bunch of bastards, and they have an annoying habit of waking up early. Got my revenge by forcing them to listen to Muse very very very loud for an hour.
Watched my recently graduated housemate Tom bounce around shouting and putting his cap and gown on. Funny how we spend three years of our lives working and learning, only to dress up like a twat at the end of it.
Packed some of my many books into boxes. Shops round here recycle all their cardboard on a friday morning. Wish i'd known that yesterday.
Having only succeeded in finding 4 boxes, i retired to the beach. Read a bit of Pratchett and smoked a few joints, had a bit of a spin. Some guy i met last night came and joined me and we talked bollocks for a bit while happy graduates ran about taking the obligatory "by the sea" photos.
Got bored about half 4 so i jumped on me bike and burned over to Brads. Then, revelation! After Gods know how long trying,
I did the buzzsaw isolation!
Sorry for shouting, but woohoo! Brad was only a little bit jealous. First time I've got something before him. (Little bastard)
So here i sit, about to go out and play with fire at a variety of parties and things about Foulmouth Town. And I just killed a quarter of an hour.
Have a good night, wherever you are.
Anyone noticed how this thread kind of died after a few posts.
Time for another resurrection!
Friday 25 June 2004
Did very little today. Woke up about half ten and rang work to say i was sick. Obviously I'm not, but i wasn't in the mood.
I was gonna go back to sleep but my housemates are a noisy bunch of bastards, and they have an annoying habit of waking up early. Got my revenge by forcing them to listen to Muse very very very loud for an hour.
Watched my recently graduated housemate Tom bounce around shouting and putting his cap and gown on. Funny how we spend three years of our lives working and learning, only to dress up like a twat at the end of it.
Packed some of my many books into boxes. Shops round here recycle all their cardboard on a friday morning. Wish i'd known that yesterday.
Having only succeeded in finding 4 boxes, i retired to the beach. Read a bit of Pratchett and smoked a few joints, had a bit of a spin. Some guy i met last night came and joined me and we talked bollocks for a bit while happy graduates ran about taking the obligatory "by the sea" photos.
Got bored about half 4 so i jumped on me bike and burned over to Brads. Then, revelation! After Gods know how long trying,
I did the buzzsaw isolation!
Sorry for shouting, but woohoo! Brad was only a little bit jealous. First time I've got something before him. (Little bastard)
So here i sit, about to go out and play with fire at a variety of parties and things about Foulmouth Town. And I just killed a quarter of an hour.
Have a good night, wherever you are.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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3.55am Saturday 26th June 2004
Just got home from my night burning about the town. I think i burned my left index finger. Not too bad considerin. After stomping all over town and spinning outside Wetherspoons (must remember to take a hat in future and scam money of all the kevs and townies) I went to some crazy camping party on Pendennis Point. Lil Bradley blew fire. I ranted at him. He sulked. Ah well, he'll learn.
The wind started threatening to blow all the tents away so i bade the happy campers farewell and left them huddled round a dying campfire in the drizzle. Yet another hour of my life has been devoted to those pesky Muse boys (and walking round Cornwall).
Home again. Cup of Earl and a bifter. Nice.
3.55am Saturday 26th June 2004
Just got home from my night burning about the town. I think i burned my left index finger. Not too bad considerin. After stomping all over town and spinning outside Wetherspoons (must remember to take a hat in future and scam money of all the kevs and townies) I went to some crazy camping party on Pendennis Point. Lil Bradley blew fire. I ranted at him. He sulked. Ah well, he'll learn.
The wind started threatening to blow all the tents away so i bade the happy campers farewell and left them huddled round a dying campfire in the drizzle. Yet another hour of my life has been devoted to those pesky Muse boys (and walking round Cornwall).
Home again. Cup of Earl and a bifter. Nice.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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Posted:
do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and good to eat!
if at first you do succeed, try not to look too astonished!
smile! :grin: it confuses people!
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Saturday 26th 2.20pm
Mate! I must still have that pesky ol' ADD, because I am always bored. It doesn't help that Cornwall's remembered that it's supposed to be part of England (on paper at least) and gone all grey.
There's a storm a'comin'. As several blokes down the docks would no doubt tell you if they're not too busy getting hand jobs for crack from impoverished students. Damn you Blair.
So here I am again, stoned, bored, banned from playing staff with my housemates curtain rail because, improbably, he want's to hang a curtain from it. Some people, I ask you.
I should really get out more. But there really is nothing to do on a windy saturday afternoon in a Cornish fishing town. Except fish, probably, but that's never really floated my boat.
Go and spin, I hear you yell. Well, yeah, but that's what I do most of the day every day, it's an inevitable part of the day. What i need is something to do while I'm spinning. Maybe I'll just go to the pub. The little elf girl barmaid asked me out the other night, so a couple of jars could well be in order. On the other hand, she does scare the [censored] out of me, so maybe not.
Indecisiveness, aye, there's the rub.
Sod it. I'm going down the beach.
Spread the love.
Saturday 26th 2.20pm
Mate! I must still have that pesky ol' ADD, because I am always bored. It doesn't help that Cornwall's remembered that it's supposed to be part of England (on paper at least
) and gone all grey. There's a storm a'comin'. As several blokes down the docks would no doubt tell you if they're not too busy getting hand jobs for crack from impoverished students. Damn you Blair.
So here I am again, stoned, bored, banned from playing staff with my housemates curtain rail because, improbably, he want's to hang a curtain from it. Some people, I ask you.
I should really get out more. But there really is nothing to do on a windy saturday afternoon in a Cornish fishing town. Except fish, probably, but that's never really floated my boat.
Go and spin, I hear you yell. Well, yeah, but that's what I do most of the day every day, it's an inevitable part of the day. What i need is something to do while I'm spinning. Maybe I'll just go to the pub. The little elf girl barmaid asked me out the other night, so a couple of jars could well be in order. On the other hand, she does scare the [censored] out of me, so maybe not.
Indecisiveness, aye, there's the rub.
Sod it. I'm going down the beach.
Spread the love.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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*awaits eagerly the next entry*
*awaits eagerly the next entry*
Never pick up a duck in a dungeon...
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Sunday 27th June. 4.28am
Cup of tea and a spliff on the go to recover from the shock of a £7 taxi fare. Tea good. It's worth all that blood we shed for the empire just to have a nice hot cuppa.
Ok, so i didn't make it to the beach. Got as far as the pub (The Jacob's Ladder) where the nice landlady let me have control of the tunes while i downed their excellent Stowford Press cider. Hmmm. Apples. After an hour of Miles Davis and J5 I slyly slipped my Muse MD on and played pool happily until about 7.
Got home and blagged my newly graduated housemate to drive me to Penryn, where this girl lives that i met the other night while spinning. Oddly (and potentially fatally) she has the same name as the elven barmaid. It's like looking for trouble.
After sinking a fair bit of vodders and several joints, during which time we chatted through Ang Lee's exceptional Hulk and Neil Jordan's Interview with the Vampire, it was revealed to me that the young lady in question has a penchant for biting. And being bitten.
Ok.
Despite the fact that there were several other people there (including a guy who, by the glares, i would judge to be an interested party) she wasn't exactly backwards about coming forwards, if you'll pardon the euphemism.
Anyhow, skipping to the end, I was instructed to go to Brad's house (up the road in Penryn) and await her there. An hour and a half of designing suicidal new poi (including a groovy recipe for fire astrojacks) later, no sign of the lady. So i got a cab home.
And here i am. Sun's coming up. The birds are trying to make themselves heard over the sound of Fascination Street. No doubt I'll be awoken in a few hours by the aforementioned housemate whooping like a gibbon on a pill.
Oh well. I have the explanation for the no show to look forward to tomorrow. That'll be amusing. As is the prospect of lots of little bite marks all over my arms. Whoopee. (Does sarcasm come over well in this medium? Do I care?)
Night night HoP.
Take it easy.
Sunday 27th June. 4.28am
Cup of tea and a spliff on the go to recover from the shock of a £7 taxi fare. Tea good. It's worth all that blood we shed for the empire just to have a nice hot cuppa.
Ok, so i didn't make it to the beach. Got as far as the pub (The Jacob's Ladder) where the nice landlady let me have control of the tunes while i downed their excellent Stowford Press cider. Hmmm. Apples. After an hour of Miles Davis and J5 I slyly slipped my Muse MD on and played pool happily until about 7.
Got home and blagged my newly graduated housemate to drive me to Penryn, where this girl lives that i met the other night while spinning. Oddly (and potentially fatally) she has the same name as the elven barmaid. It's like looking for trouble.
After sinking a fair bit of vodders and several joints, during which time we chatted through Ang Lee's exceptional Hulk and Neil Jordan's Interview with the Vampire, it was revealed to me that the young lady in question has a penchant for biting. And being bitten.
Ok.
Despite the fact that there were several other people there (including a guy who, by the glares, i would judge to be an interested party) she wasn't exactly backwards about coming forwards, if you'll pardon the euphemism.
Anyhow, skipping to the end, I was instructed to go to Brad's house (up the road in Penryn) and await her there. An hour and a half of designing suicidal new poi (including a groovy recipe for fire astrojacks) later, no sign of the lady. So i got a cab home.
And here i am. Sun's coming up. The birds are trying to make themselves heard over the sound of Fascination Street. No doubt I'll be awoken in a few hours by the aforementioned housemate whooping like a gibbon on a pill.
Oh well. I have the explanation for the no show to look forward to tomorrow. That'll be amusing. As is the prospect of lots of little bite marks all over my arms. Whoopee. (Does sarcasm come over well in this medium? Do I care?)
Night night HoP.
Take it easy.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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Falmouth seems so much more interesting than the other end of Cornwall!!
Falmouth seems so much more interesting than the other end of Cornwall!!
My state of mind is not yours to define!
There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."
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Monday 28th June. 1.00am
Just spoke to my ex on the phone. Funny how something as simple as someones voice can summon up such a wealth of feeling. Pleasure at hearing her voice, pain at what she says.
"I miss you, but I only love you as a friend".
There really are no words to describe it.
Rewinding then. Woke up around 12.30 ish and bade farewell to the graduate housemate. Good chap, I shall miss him. Not so the two remaining ones I'm afraid. The sooner I get out of this house the better. Two days left. I really need boxes.
For some reason my net connection didn't work when i booted up. First time in 6 months of service that Pipex have let me down. Bored, i jumped on the bike and rode to Brads. Decided to continue his reeducation with a music lesson. Took the White Album, Muse' most recent offering, Siamese Dream, KRS One's I Got Next and the boy Buckley's eternal Grace.
He's learning.
Crazy biting girl came over. She really is quite cute in a she-might-cut-all-your-clothes-up-if-you're-not-careful way. She gives a good massage too, and she must have been endowed with super human self-confidence as she claims to be able to make me fall in love with her within a month. Sweet isn't it? Shame my mind is still locked onto a girl that doesn't want me. Some thing tells me i may win this bet.
Did you ever feel so shell-shocked by the events in your life that your emotions went completely numb? At moments like that every encounter becomes a game, like backgammon, to be won by luck and skillful play. That's how it is with this girl.
She plays her games, I play mine. Almost symbiotic.
I wonder if the barmaid will call. Maybe i won't answer if she does.
Somewhere in a parallel universe there's a me who's had a really good time the last few months. I hope he get's cancer.
Sweet dreams kids. See you on the morrow.
Monday 28th June. 1.00am
Just spoke to my ex on the phone. Funny how something as simple as someones voice can summon up such a wealth of feeling. Pleasure at hearing her voice, pain at what she says.
"I miss you, but I only love you as a friend".
There really are no words to describe it.
Rewinding then. Woke up around 12.30 ish and bade farewell to the graduate housemate. Good chap, I shall miss him. Not so the two remaining ones I'm afraid. The sooner I get out of this house the better. Two days left. I really need boxes.
For some reason my net connection didn't work when i booted up. First time in 6 months of service that Pipex have let me down. Bored, i jumped on the bike and rode to Brads. Decided to continue his reeducation with a music lesson. Took the White Album, Muse' most recent offering, Siamese Dream, KRS One's I Got Next and the boy Buckley's eternal Grace.
He's learning.
Crazy biting girl came over. She really is quite cute in a she-might-cut-all-your-clothes-up-if-you're-not-careful way. She gives a good massage too, and she must have been endowed with super human self-confidence as she claims to be able to make me fall in love with her within a month. Sweet isn't it? Shame my mind is still locked onto a girl that doesn't want me. Some thing tells me i may win this bet.
Did you ever feel so shell-shocked by the events in your life that your emotions went completely numb? At moments like that every encounter becomes a game, like backgammon, to be won by luck and skillful play. That's how it is with this girl.
She plays her games, I play mine. Almost symbiotic.
I wonder if the barmaid will call. Maybe i won't answer if she does.
Somewhere in a parallel universe there's a me who's had a really good time the last few months. I hope he get's cancer.
Sweet dreams kids. See you on the morrow.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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Things'll get better!
If its any consolation, I know how you're feeling.
And at least Brad's reeducation is going well for you!
Things'll get better!
If its any consolation, I know how you're feeling.
And at least Brad's reeducation is going well for you!
My state of mind is not yours to define!
There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."
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Never pick up a duck in a dungeon...
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Monday 28th June. 11.36pm
OK, so i woke up around midday and had the obligatory spliff/cup of Earl shenanigans. In fact, if you'll excuse me, I'll go grab a cup now.
Bear with me, I just need to skin up.
That's better. Before I start, has anyone noticed that that Joss Stone girl has a fantastic voice? Just thought I'd mention it.
Having woken myself up by getting stoned, i lay about reading for a bit until (you guessed it,) Brad came over. The day consisted of scouring the internet for the ingredients for a six foot glow staff that we're hell bent on constructing. I think we hit the jackpot too, although i dont want to say too much more about it just yet. Once it's built succesfully (if) it'll be public domain obviously.
The games with bitey girl continue. She's one of those girls who likes to see how many times they can get you to ring them back before they make a decision to go out and do something more interesting. I rang a couple of times, then boredom set in so we went to the beach.
God we're so predictable. Something very interesting better happen soon, or i'll fill up pages and pages just writing the same old crap.
Anyway. Got to the beach, played for a bit, got some ooh's and aah's from the tourists. I dont know about anyone else, but performing for kids about 5 or 6 is the best fun. The look of pure amazement on their faces is worth every butterfly-to-nuts combo and bruised-back-of-head. Old people are ok. Obviously people the same age as me can't look too impressed, cause that just wouldn't be cool now would it.
Popped into the beach cafe to buy ice cream (because it was 9pm and we could) and got served by an absolutely beautiful young brunette called Katie, who's opening words were, "I know you don't I?".
Kinda shocked me that she remembered, but at the free party last week (to which some of you HoPpers came) i'd noticed her (and by doing some sly whispering with her mates found out her name) and thought she was rather lovely. I had no idea she'd even looked at me. Bizarre.
I then entered the whole "should i ask her for her number" debate. It continued until she was about to leave the beach, having cleaned and locked up the cafe. She said something vaguely complementary to me about the fire, which i didn't hear properly because of the fire, and by the time I'd somehow got the courage to go after her and ask her out, she'd crossed the road.
Darn it. We packed up the fire stuff and headed for town, cause Brad was whingeing about needing to eat, or something equally trivial. On the approach to the centre of town I spotted Katie again, but she was a long way off, and i thought that some guy she barely knew sprinting like a loony at her to get her number might be a bit off putting, so i let it go.
Are we all cowards at stuff like this, or is it just me?
Anyway, home again now. I was given an instruction through the boy-wonder to ring the bitey girl later. I think she'll do fine on her own though. Mustn't let her think she's winning.
Work tomorrow. *yawn* Hope everyone's going to bed smiling.
Night.
Monday 28th June. 11.36pm
OK, so i woke up around midday and had the obligatory spliff/cup of Earl shenanigans. In fact, if you'll excuse me, I'll go grab a cup now.
Bear with me, I just need to skin up.
That's better. Before I start, has anyone noticed that that Joss Stone girl has a fantastic voice? Just thought I'd mention it.
Having woken myself up by getting stoned, i lay about reading for a bit until (you guessed it,) Brad came over. The day consisted of scouring the internet for the ingredients for a six foot glow staff that we're hell bent on constructing. I think we hit the jackpot too, although i dont want to say too much more about it just yet. Once it's built succesfully (if) it'll be public domain obviously.
The games with bitey girl continue. She's one of those girls who likes to see how many times they can get you to ring them back before they make a decision to go out and do something more interesting. I rang a couple of times, then boredom set in so we went to the beach.
God we're so predictable. Something very interesting better happen soon, or i'll fill up pages and pages just writing the same old crap.
Anyway. Got to the beach, played for a bit, got some ooh's and aah's from the tourists. I dont know about anyone else, but performing for kids about 5 or 6 is the best fun. The look of pure amazement on their faces is worth every butterfly-to-nuts combo and bruised-back-of-head. Old people are ok. Obviously people the same age as me can't look too impressed, cause that just wouldn't be cool now would it.
Popped into the beach cafe to buy ice cream (because it was 9pm and we could) and got served by an absolutely beautiful young brunette called Katie, who's opening words were, "I know you don't I?".
Kinda shocked me that she remembered, but at the free party last week (to which some of you HoPpers came) i'd noticed her (and by doing some sly whispering with her mates found out her name) and thought she was rather lovely. I had no idea she'd even looked at me. Bizarre.
I then entered the whole "should i ask her for her number" debate. It continued until she was about to leave the beach, having cleaned and locked up the cafe. She said something vaguely complementary to me about the fire, which i didn't hear properly because of the fire, and by the time I'd somehow got the courage to go after her and ask her out, she'd crossed the road.
Darn it. We packed up the fire stuff and headed for town, cause Brad was whingeing about needing to eat, or something equally trivial. On the approach to the centre of town I spotted Katie again, but she was a long way off, and i thought that some guy she barely knew sprinting like a loony at her to get her number might be a bit off putting, so i let it go.
Are we all cowards at stuff like this, or is it just me?
Anyway, home again now. I was given an instruction through the boy-wonder to ring the bitey girl later. I think she'll do fine on her own though. Mustn't let her think she's winning.
Work tomorrow. *yawn* Hope everyone's going to bed smiling.
Night.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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Carpal \'Tunnel
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Location: Oxfordshire/Wiltshire, United Kingdom
Carpal \'Tunnel
3,276 posts
Location: Oxfordshire/Wiltshire, United Kingdom
Posted:
Dont worry... my ex told me he loves me and wants to be with me but hates me so much that he cant..... the only thing he was worried about is what his mates think and whats the saying "cutting off your nose to spite your face" x
Dont worry... my ex told me he loves me and wants to be with me but hates me so much that he cant..... the only thing he was worried about is what his mates think and whats the saying "cutting off your nose to spite your face" x
tHeReS gOoD aNd EvIl iN EaCh InDiViDuAl fIrE, iDeNtIfIeS nEeDs AnD fEeDs OuR dEsIrEs.
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Fool
2,020 posts
Location: Cornwall, UK
Fool
2,020 posts
Location: Cornwall, UK
Posted:
Vixen, that's just retarded.
Tuesday 29th June 5.41pm
Woke up at 5am and listened to birds singing for a bit.
Woke up properly about 10. Was really tired so I didn't even bother to get out of bed to make the tea. I just lay there and rolled a spliff on its own. Never quite as satisfying, but it was the only thing that would get me out of bed.
Showered, forced myself to eat a bowl of cornflakes and rode to Truro to go to work. I say forced because usually I won't eat until about 6pm, but as work consists mainly of lifting heavy objects and moving them around...
I should mention I work at Fat Face in Truro, it's a haven for consumerist
and I loathe myself for contributing (albeit in a mighty small way) to their profiteering. Won't it be great when we all look the same?
Got back from work around half four, and am trying to organise people to go the beach and burn en masse. Should be a giggle. Probably get arrested, or more likely (and more humiliatingly) a Fixed Penalty Notice. Some people shouldn't be allowed to own beaches. In fact since, to quote the immortal God of mushroom pickers everywhere Mr Bill Hicks, "It's where dirt meets water", no beaches should be owned. They should belong to the sea.
I have a feeling Bitey Girl will be there tonight. Hope she doesn't try to bite me when I'm burning. Could be nasty. Hope the pretty cafe girl's there though. That would give me another chance to ask her for her phone number.
I am incredibly stoned. But yet I am about to ride to the petrol station to buy paraffin. I must be mad.
Happy Groovin All.
Vixen, that's just retarded.
Tuesday 29th June 5.41pm
Woke up at 5am and listened to birds singing for a bit.
Woke up properly about 10. Was really tired so I didn't even bother to get out of bed to make the tea. I just lay there and rolled a spliff on its own. Never quite as satisfying, but it was the only thing that would get me out of bed.
Showered, forced myself to eat a bowl of cornflakes and rode to Truro to go to work. I say forced because usually I won't eat until about 6pm, but as work consists mainly of lifting heavy objects and moving them around...
I should mention I work at Fat Face in Truro, it's a haven for consumerist
and I loathe myself for contributing (albeit in a mighty small way) to their profiteering. Won't it be great when we all look the same? Got back from work around half four, and am trying to organise people to go the beach and burn en masse. Should be a giggle. Probably get arrested, or more likely (and more humiliatingly) a Fixed Penalty Notice. Some people shouldn't be allowed to own beaches. In fact since, to quote the immortal God of mushroom pickers everywhere Mr Bill Hicks, "It's where dirt meets water", no beaches should be owned. They should belong to the sea.
I have a feeling Bitey Girl will be there tonight. Hope she doesn't try to bite me when I'm burning. Could be nasty. Hope the pretty cafe girl's there though. That would give me another chance to ask her for her phone number.
I am incredibly stoned. But yet I am about to ride to the petrol station to buy paraffin. I must be mad.
Happy Groovin All.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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Fool
2,020 posts
Location: Cornwall, UK
Fool
2,020 posts
Location: Cornwall, UK
Posted:
Wednesday June 30th 1.52pm
It's funny, and quite telling, that I forgot to mention something in my last post. After i got home last night, I rang my ex. I guess I must have begged, pleaded, cajoled and cried down the phone for about half an hour. Didn't get me anywhere, but it seemed to make me feel a little better. Interesting that so soon afterwards it had slipped my mind. Must be the weed. Or something.
Result! Went to the beach about 8ish last night, did about half an hour of stretching and warming up (how else am I ever gonna get that btb weave?) until Bump, Brad and Bitey Girl arrived. Popped into the cafe to grab a pint while waiting for the sunset, and who should be working? The conversation went like this:
Me>> Hey, I was meaning to ask you, do you wanna go for out for a drink with me sometime?
Her>> Yeah sure.
Me>> Can I have your number?
Her>> Yeah. Oh no, I don't have my phone and I don't know my number. (warning bells were ringing around this point, and my hands were shaking like crazy)
Me>> Ok. Can i give you my number?
Her>> Sure.
And I wrote my number on a little piece of pink paper. Actually she did, which is good, as i probably wouldn't have been able to hold the pen. I am SO bad at asking girls out. That's why I rarely do it.
Back outside we proceeded to work on Bitey girl. Amazingly, she picked up the 3 beat, the butterfly and the behind the head butterfly in a matter of minutes, and we promised her that if she could convince us that she could play for 5-10 minutes without hitting herself she could play fire with my lil baby 2 inchers.
She did, and she did. 3 guys spotting her so no real danger ever presented itself. I think we have yet another convert. The fire bug bites pretty hard.
We span from about half 8 til about half 1, had some good old burns, realised (Doh!) that the buzzsaw can go backwards too, and amazingly saw no coppers at all. Also we have a suspicion that the bit of beach between the high tide line and the sea is public land, so they can't actually stop us burning there anyway.
Ho Hum.
We all retreated back to my house and ate pizza and watched Boogie Nights. Gods Bless Paul Thomas Anderson. And Philip Seymour Hofman. And William H Macy, and John C Reilly and everyone else with a 3 part name.
Got to sleep about 5am and slept fitfully, waking at 7am, 10.30am, 12pm and then finally about 1.30pm. Had a very strange dream that consisted of running away from some wierd green lizard creatures (i think maybe they were half velociraptor, half Alien, but memory is a funny thing) and fighting other people with firepoi. Oh yeah, and bitey girl was in it.
So I rang her when i woke up properly. Apparently she's coming over in about an hour. Apparently she has lots of questions.
This could be interesting.
Also today I have to finish packing my stuff into boxes, meet my new landlady at the new place to sign contracts and get keys and stuff, and start moving aforementioned boxed stuff into aforementioned new place. All while fielding (no doubt) intensely personal questions from bitey girl. Hehehe.
At some point the computer I use to talk to you all will be disconnected and moved, and the new place does not as yet have a phone line. Never fear, the act of writing my personal thoughts down in a public forum has a wierd kinda kick to it, and it's nice to get stuff of my chest, so I will be popping into college regularly to keep posting. And college is only 100 metres away (real metres Bug, not Cornish metres which are a lot longer) so no real effort there.
Wish i wasn't so damn skint, and I wish i had a car not a motorbike. Just for today.
Love you all. Try and make ten people laugh today.
Wednesday June 30th 1.52pm
It's funny, and quite telling, that I forgot to mention something in my last post. After i got home last night, I rang my ex. I guess I must have begged, pleaded, cajoled and cried down the phone for about half an hour. Didn't get me anywhere, but it seemed to make me feel a little better. Interesting that so soon afterwards it had slipped my mind. Must be the weed. Or something.
Result! Went to the beach about 8ish last night, did about half an hour of stretching and warming up (how else am I ever gonna get that btb weave?) until Bump, Brad and Bitey Girl arrived. Popped into the cafe to grab a pint while waiting for the sunset, and who should be working? The conversation went like this:
Me>> Hey, I was meaning to ask you, do you wanna go for out for a drink with me sometime?
Her>> Yeah sure.
Me>> Can I have your number?
Her>> Yeah. Oh no, I don't have my phone and I don't know my number. (warning bells were ringing around this point, and my hands were shaking like crazy)
Me>> Ok. Can i give you my number?
Her>> Sure.
And I wrote my number on a little piece of pink paper. Actually she did, which is good, as i probably wouldn't have been able to hold the pen. I am SO bad at asking girls out. That's why I rarely do it.
Back outside we proceeded to work on Bitey girl. Amazingly, she picked up the 3 beat, the butterfly and the behind the head butterfly in a matter of minutes, and we promised her that if she could convince us that she could play for 5-10 minutes without hitting herself she could play fire with my lil baby 2 inchers.
She did, and she did. 3 guys spotting her so no real danger ever presented itself. I think we have yet another convert. The fire bug bites pretty hard.
We span from about half 8 til about half 1, had some good old burns, realised (Doh!) that the buzzsaw can go backwards too, and amazingly saw no coppers at all. Also we have a suspicion that the bit of beach between the high tide line and the sea is public land, so they can't actually stop us burning there anyway.
Ho Hum.
We all retreated back to my house and ate pizza and watched Boogie Nights. Gods Bless Paul Thomas Anderson. And Philip Seymour Hofman. And William H Macy, and John C Reilly and everyone else with a 3 part name.
Got to sleep about 5am and slept fitfully, waking at 7am, 10.30am, 12pm and then finally about 1.30pm. Had a very strange dream that consisted of running away from some wierd green lizard creatures (i think maybe they were half velociraptor, half Alien, but memory is a funny thing) and fighting other people with firepoi. Oh yeah, and bitey girl was in it.
So I rang her when i woke up properly. Apparently she's coming over in about an hour. Apparently she has lots of questions.
This could be interesting.
Also today I have to finish packing my stuff into boxes, meet my new landlady at the new place to sign contracts and get keys and stuff, and start moving aforementioned boxed stuff into aforementioned new place. All while fielding (no doubt) intensely personal questions from bitey girl. Hehehe.
At some point the computer I use to talk to you all will be disconnected and moved, and the new place does not as yet have a phone line. Never fear, the act of writing my personal thoughts down in a public forum has a wierd kinda kick to it, and it's nice to get stuff of my chest, so I will be popping into college regularly to keep posting. And college is only 100 metres away (real metres Bug, not Cornish metres which are a lot longer
) so no real effort there.Wish i wasn't so damn skint, and I wish i had a car not a motorbike. Just for today.
Love you all. Try and make ten people laugh today.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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playing the days away
7,263 posts
Location: The Middle lands, United Kingdom
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7,263 posts
Location: The Middle lands, United Kingdom
Posted:
Hello Mags Hows it going dude? You in your new pad yet? We'll have to check it out in August when we're there! I promise we'll be good and not make a mess
Yes but only cuz you like it
Hello Mags
Hows it going dude? You in your new pad yet? We'll have to check it out in August when we're there! I promise we'll be good and not make a mess Written by: Mags
The fire bug bites pretty hard
Yes but only cuz you like it
Let's relight this forum
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Fool
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Location: Cornwall, UK
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2,020 posts
Location: Cornwall, UK
Posted:
Saturday 3rd July 11.57am
Ok. Lots of stuff to catch up on. Firstly, I have now moved about half of my stuff into my new place. As I'm an impoverished student I can't afford to get a phone line put in yet, so I no longer have net access from my bedroom. (Shame)
Wednesday continued as I predicted. Bitey girl came over and helped me pack some of my stuff up, then kissed me lots. All good. One of my old housemates gave me a lift with a load of stuff, but the rest is still in the old place, which is where it'll stay til i get hold of someone with a car and blag them into helping me.
Ok, so me and the bitey girl spent wednesday evening getting stoned (surprise!) listening to wierd tunes and kissing some more. Strangely, after her confidence a few nights ago, she decided that she didn't want to carry on with her bet. The one about getting me to fall in love with her. I think a) she's started getting a bit of a soft spot for me and knew she'd lose and b) she's realised that currently I'm an emotional cripple who wakes up every night crying for someone else. Bit of a giveaway that.
Thursday I went to work, got summoned to the managers office and told that I need to cheer up. I don't know why loitering around an overpriced shop should cheer me up, but i guess i'll just have to pretend. Got home and vegged. Bitey girl stuck around, although strangely other than the kissing nothing else happened. I was kinda relieved about that.
Got up Friday and went and did the work thing again. When I came back Bitey had jumped on a train to Bristol to see some mates and I was all alone in my new house for the first time.
So i went to the pub. Cashed a cheque with the landlady (because i have £0) and sat in the corner reading. Sexy Elf girl was there. She apologised for not ringing me. I think she genuinely forgot. Ah well.
Then a strange thing happened. I think i've met myself as a woman. The girl perched on the stool next to me at the bar first enquired what i was reading (Pratchett) and from there we struck up a conversation. It was one of those convo's where the other person seems to say exactly what you were going to say if they hadn't said it first. Truly bizarre. Philosophically we're identical. She also has the same name (first and middle) as my mum, which was kinda freaky. After several pints of cider we ventured to my house to smoke some weed. All in all, I'm absolutely delighted I went to the pub, because I think i've made a lifelong friend. She has impeccable (and varied) taste in music, books, movies and everything else you could require, and to top it all off is a totally cool person. Watch this space.
Woke up this morning at about 7am. Dressed, packed and jumped on the bike to ride up to Launceston to spend the weekend with my two daughters, Isabelle and Rheanna. They live there with there mum, and she goes to Portsmouth to see her bf while i stay in her house and look after them. Very amicable arrangement. This of course means that i'm now about half a mile away from my ex's house. And it's inevitable that I'm going to ring her.
She'll probably come over. I will yet again try to make her see the error of her ways. I will abandon any sense of dignity that still resides in me and beg, plead etc. yet again. She will no doubt sit there looking beautiful, trying to be as nice as she can be (very) whilst repeating that she no longer wants to be with me. I will no doubt cry. Like a girl. It won't help.
I love my children very much (despite the fact that they keep asking me what i'm writing and generally vying for attention - the eldest is currently reading the top of this paragraph, and is doing a very good job of it too!) and I love seeing them, but i wish with all my heart that they lived somewhere else. I'm here til wednesday now, and every minute is another minute that I'm not with Mojo. I miss her so much.
I will no doubt post again later on. Let's see how my predictions turn out shall we?
Hope you all have a grand weekend.
Saturday 3rd July 11.57am
Ok. Lots of stuff to catch up on. Firstly, I have now moved about half of my stuff into my new place. As I'm an impoverished student I can't afford to get a phone line put in yet, so I no longer have net access from my bedroom. (Shame)
Wednesday continued as I predicted. Bitey girl came over and helped me pack some of my stuff up, then kissed me lots. All good. One of my old housemates gave me a lift with a load of stuff, but the rest is still in the old place, which is where it'll stay til i get hold of someone with a car and blag them into helping me.
Ok, so me and the bitey girl spent wednesday evening getting stoned (surprise!) listening to wierd tunes and kissing some more. Strangely, after her confidence a few nights ago, she decided that she didn't want to carry on with her bet. The one about getting me to fall in love with her. I think a) she's started getting a bit of a soft spot for me and knew she'd lose and b) she's realised that currently I'm an emotional cripple who wakes up every night crying for someone else. Bit of a giveaway that.
Thursday I went to work, got summoned to the managers office and told that I need to cheer up.
I don't know why loitering around an overpriced shop should cheer me up, but i guess i'll just have to pretend. Got home and vegged. Bitey girl stuck around, although strangely other than the kissing nothing else happened. I was kinda relieved about that.Got up Friday and went and did the work thing again. When I came back Bitey had jumped on a train to Bristol to see some mates and I was all alone in my new house for the first time.
So i went to the pub. Cashed a cheque with the landlady (because i have £0) and sat in the corner reading. Sexy Elf girl was there. She apologised for not ringing me. I think she genuinely forgot. Ah well.
Then a strange thing happened. I think i've met myself as a woman. The girl perched on the stool next to me at the bar first enquired what i was reading (Pratchett) and from there we struck up a conversation. It was one of those convo's where the other person seems to say exactly what you were going to say if they hadn't said it first. Truly bizarre. Philosophically we're identical. She also has the same name (first and middle) as my mum, which was kinda freaky. After several pints of cider we ventured to my house to smoke some weed. All in all, I'm absolutely delighted I went to the pub, because I think i've made a lifelong friend. She has impeccable (and varied) taste in music, books, movies and everything else you could require, and to top it all off is a totally cool person. Watch this space.
Woke up this morning at about 7am. Dressed, packed and jumped on the bike to ride up to Launceston to spend the weekend with my two daughters, Isabelle and Rheanna. They live there with there mum, and she goes to Portsmouth to see her bf while i stay in her house and look after them. Very amicable arrangement. This of course means that i'm now about half a mile away from my ex's house. And it's inevitable that I'm going to ring her.
She'll probably come over. I will yet again try to make her see the error of her ways. I will abandon any sense of dignity that still resides in me and beg, plead etc. yet again. She will no doubt sit there looking beautiful, trying to be as nice as she can be (very) whilst repeating that she no longer wants to be with me. I will no doubt cry. Like a girl. It won't help.
I love my children very much (despite the fact that they keep asking me what i'm writing and generally vying for attention - the eldest is currently reading the top of this paragraph, and is doing a very good job of it too!) and I love seeing them, but i wish with all my heart that they lived somewhere else. I'm here til wednesday now, and every minute is another minute that I'm not with Mojo. I miss her so much.
I will no doubt post again later on. Let's see how my predictions turn out shall we?
Hope you all have a grand weekend.
"I believe the cost of life is Death and we will all pay that in full. Everything else should be a gift. We paid the cover charge of life, we were born."
Bill Hicks, February 1988
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