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Blog #69

LOL, 69.

 

Shelly woke me up this morning. I think it was around half 10 - she came in my room and shook me by the arm. I mustn't have answered her, so she just climbed in with me and started cuddling me.

 

Ashleigh came in shortly after and sat on the computer chair.

I still have a slight dislike for her at the moment... She doesn't know how rejected she made me feel last night. She really doesn't.

 

For breakfast, I ate more spaghetti on toast.

I didn't know how to work nana's electric tin opener - neither did Ash.

 

Then I ended up pulling a part of it off, and I couldn't get it back on.

Shelly was pretending that she didn't know how to use them - but in effect, she did know.

When she admitted that and fixed it - pissing herself laughing at Ash and myself in the process - I went off on one and sulked for a while.

I said I'm going to get her back for it - and I will do.

 

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We spent a lot of the day playing on World Tour - either Shelly or I on vocals.

Ash is usually on bass now.

She doesn't have the option of drums at the moment, because I didn't bring them to my nana's with me.

 

(The Guitar Hero Community has fucked up too - it'll let me log in, but it keeps redirecting me to this form that I've filled out about TEN TIMES every time I click on something. Swear to God, if I have to make a third account, after my Metzgermeister account has fucking 14,000 groupies on it...)

 

Ash is trying to improve, so she's playing on Expert bass.

Expert bass is a good way to start if you're moving on to Expert.

 

I can already do Expert, so there.

 

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I made Ash noodles for lunch - and she nommed those stupidly fast.

Shelly and I had potato Rosti and chicken goujons.

 

Both of them went home at around 4 - I was very sad.

 

But honestly, Shelly.

For a lot of the time, we were in the bed, under the duvet and Ash was on the computer chair.

Shelly kept on touching me up underneath - at a time, she actually WAS fingering me when ASH WAS IN THE ROOM.

 

Hey, not to say I didn't enjoy it, but it was difficult to look like I wasn't experiencing sexual pleasure.

 

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Ian and Lisa came to pick me up at around 6.

I spent the night at their house.

 

We watched the Dancing On Ice final and ate loads of sweets.

Ian went out to Costcutters and bought blackcurrant juice for me too.

 

He starts his new job tomorrow - I hope all goes well for him.

 

Lisa and I watched the beginning of Shallow Hal when Ian was in the shower.

I wish life was really like that - yeah, like you go and ask a girl for her number and you end up instantly loving each other. Pfft. Life is proper shite compared to its film representations.

Those bastards.

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