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Strip me off and THROW ME IN THE CAGE!
How could I forget to blog about this one?! I was only meant to be going out to Gay in the Attic on Saturday, but ended up doing a Dempsey’s mess on Friday too. And that was the messiest I’ve been for a while. And another person…Hannah Parys!
Pre drinks was all very, “would you like some delight?” The classic photo of Parys with her arm round Makepeace will be a firm favourite for years to come, I’m sure. And then when we got out, Parys stripped me of my shirt, (but I had a vest underneath anyway) and took her own top off. Strutting round the cage in her bra. AMAZING WORK PARYS!!! I don’t really remember a great deal else apart from getting home and cracking open a Bier Speciale!
So then on Saturday we went to view a house in Crookes. And it was SO NICE. But we can’t have it now because they won’t hold it until July. Wendy boo! Not good. And Bungalow & Bears’ macaroni cheese is like THE MOST AMAZING THING EVER. Especially for a hangover. I need to taste this again fairly soon. That’s all a bit of a blur though as well. I just remember lying on the sofa post-food dying with Spacket.
Which leads me on nicely to Saturday night. Oh god. As if Friday wasn’t enough. Gay in the Attic was completely dead, which was a shame, so me, Sarah and Megan ended up in the straight area of Replica. That was a joke in itself! I had to bail after that due to Friday night’s blisters killing me, and it was probably for the best.
Eughhh. I love messy weekends. ;)
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This one won’t be topped as my favourite though…
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Loving this one too. Think it should’ve stayed in Icelandic though.
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This song’s got even better now the final version is out.
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Weeeee!
I’ve not posted on this for a while; I feel as though I’ve been neglecting one of my few duties. This weekend in London was beyond ridiculous. I actually think the hangover yesterday was the worst one I’ve EVER had. I still had a headache at like 10pm feefs!
I’m not surprised though. I was a MAHOOSIVE state on Saturday night. Obviously I ended up in the foam in Heaven. I then somehow managed to lose my vest that I was wearing under my shirt. But the shirt survived. No clue with regards to how this happened. The shirt was discarded later during the night after I realised it was making me colder than I’d be without it though anyway. And by later during the night, I mean about 8.30am. The tube home with the crazy Irish man was HILARIOUS too. I did get a bit concerned when he said he was getting off at Epping though; he blates wanted an early morning threesome with me and Dave. Feefin’hell.
I’ve also discovered that I LOVE Nicki Minaj’s new album. Like…this is one seriously amazing album. So many songs that just make me want to get up and dance! I need to go and see her tour. We’re ALL OVER this Hodson!
Anyway…I shall go. Only another three hours to go on this train. Bottom failure imminent. Fucking great.
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This song well reminds me of sunny days like today in 2011. AMAZING.
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Birthday weeeee!
This weekend has been such a drunken mess. Like every other weekend, but still, I had an excuse this time. And at least the Suicidal Monday feeling isn’t too bad seeing as I’ve not been at work!
I actually started drinking at about 3pm in Pizza Express with Dave, so it was always going to spiral out of control. Then we went for casual drinks in the Forum with all the gays weeeee! And then the Puff Pad hosted a (possible) new record, with 15 people in it. I don’t think it’s held that many before?! I also discovered POPPER BOMBS this weekend… Oh my. They take poppers to a whole new level. The uncontrollable giggling came back! I’d not experienced the giggles like that since the Wendys on Tour night in Manchester rofl…
And now today I’ve been eating and shopping with mother in Nottingham! Totes amaze…Jamie Oliver’s restaurant in Nottingham was rather nice, and we got to sit outside. Actually felt like I was somewhere abroad rather than in the middle of Nottingham city centre! I feel this must mean we’re going to get a good summer. Please. Ahhh well…roll on Saturday!
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This song just got EVEN BETTER with an added bit of English in there too…
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Eurovision Draw… Oh Dear Hump…
Semi Final 1 - May 22nd - Running Order
01 Montenegro
02 Iceland
03 Greece
04 Latvia
05 Albania
06 Romania
07 Switzerland
08 Belgium
09 Finland
10 Israel
11 San Marino
12 Cyprus
13 Denmark
14 Russia
15 Hungary
16 Austria
17 Moldova
18 IrelandMontenegro have opened the first semi final every year since they joined…hard luck! Ireland got one of the wildcards, and chose to perform last (as they did last year), so they’re sailing through to the final. Not that they weren’t anyway, but still. Decent for Cyprus and Romania as well…
Semi Final 2 - 24th May - Running Order
01 Serbia
02 FYR Macedonia
03 Netherlands
04 Malta
05 Belarus
06 Portugal
07 Ukraine
08 Bulgaria
09 Slovenia
10 Croatia
11 Sweden
12 Georgia
13 Turkey
14 Estonia
15 Slovakia
16 Norway
17 Bosnia-Herzegovina
18 LithuaniaSerbia opening kills any chance Macedonia had of qualifying, but aside from that all the pre-semi favourites (Sweden, Norway, Bosnia) should easily qualify…
Final - 26th May - Running Order
01 United Kingdom
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07
08
09 France
10 Italy
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13 Azerbaijan
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18
19 Spain
20 Germany
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26Shit shit shit for the United Kingdom being the first of 26 songs to perform. Who’s going to remember/give a fuck by the time the final song is performed?! Not looking good for us now… But I do believe that the last time we opened was with Brotherhood of Man in 1976, and look what happened there! Italy coming straight after France isn’t good for the French…Anggun will be completely outclassed unfortunately.
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Yesterday and last night ruined me once again
Death. What a ridiculous night. We all knew exactly what was going to happen as we tottered on down to the Sheffield Tap for the first drink of the day, and encountered some strange man staring at Kelly and showing us his sandwiches. Abso ridic. From then on, it all goes rather blurry, but I know we went to the beer tent near River Island and stayed there a while, before moving onto the Forum and then the Devonshire Green beer tent. That in itself was also a complete joke…me, Spacket and Abigail having a communal piss in one of those HORRENDOUS portaloos. Vom. There was literally piss EVERYWHERE.
So just when it was all about to return to normality, we decide to go to some house party where there’s a massive water butt full of alcohol. What a ridiculous idea that was. My best memories from this house was blasting out the Eurovision songs, connecting to the WiFi (random) and planning on stealing their vodka. We didn’t though. Next stop was the Puff Pad, and LKG well nearly fell asleep…me and Yolly had to drag her out to stop her from passing out on my bed.
And then we arrive at Casa del Makepeace. This is when the real mess begun. Grinding on Parys, rolling on the floor, blasting Britney and Eurovision songs in the basement…the list goes on. When we finally made it to Dempsey’s at about 3.30am though, I was on the water and ready to die teebs. Obviously this didn’t happen though, and we proceeded to continue to ridiculousness with THAT ‘Like a Prayer’ “dance”, if you can call it a dance. It basically consisted of everyone praying and worshipping me on the floor, as I lay in a heap with my legs between Hannah Parys’ legs. People were just speechless and what was going on. And then ‘La Voix’ came on, and the night was just complete. It all ended with me, Yolly, Tom, Mike and Richard coming back to the Puff Pad and passing out. I went to bed with a measuring jug next to me, because I was predicting vomiting. I did well to keep it all down teebs, and I’ve spent pretty much all of Sunday in bed watching the football. The best way to spend Sundays, for sure.
