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Good day/bad day

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

09:28 / 12.12.05

Bad day- woke up and my face is all smashed to fuck and my glasses are scratched like a record that's been eaten by a bear.

Good day- having made all the appropriate phone calls, it turns out I didn't get beaten up or anything (and especially good, I didn't get into a fight with any of my friends, which was my main worry)... I just fell over in lilly's garden while very drunk.

Bad day- have to go back to work tonight.

Good day- have the rest of the day to make up great stories about what happened to my face.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

09:35 / 12.12.05

Good day- just checked the post and the Shangri-Las album I've been waiting for has finally arrived!

The Return Of Rothkoid

09:45 / 12.12.05

Good day! It's almost the end of issue, and hence, end of work for the year.

Bad day! I have to go to work and finish the issue tomorrow.

Good day! Tuesday night means free booze, a free gig, and possibly a ten-cd voucher for being swellegant.

Bad day! I have 60 pages of data entry to finish before then.

...but you get your choice of topping!

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

10:05 / 12.12.05

It just occurred to me- isn't in lilly's garden a Wildhearts song?

Good day (or bad day- not sure which yet)- my life can be summarised by Wildhearts songs.

Bad day- just tried cleaning up my face and IT STINGS! IT STINGS!

The Return Of Rothkoid

11:11 / 12.12.05

Good day: listening to The Wall for the first time in years, and remembering why I liked it.

Better day: data entry has just revealed the existence of a company called "Embryo Plus". I hope they have concessions in service-stations.

lord henry strikes back

11:57 / 12.12.05

Bad Day: woke up to realise that it is, yet again, Monday.

Good Day: wake up a little more to remember that this is my last day in work until after christmas.

Bad Day: almost fully together and it dawns on me that this 'holiday' time is in fact because I have exams all week. Panic sets in as I admit to myself that I should have done more reading by now.

Good Day: Total despair avoided at the last minute when the fact that these exams are actually mocks seeps slowly into my brain.

And that was all before I brushed my teeth.

lord henry strikes back

12:01 / 12.12.05

By the way, does anyone else remember a learning to read book called: That's Good, That's Bad? Pretty much followed the formula of this thread.

13:19 / 12.12.05

Good day: This morning I avoided being mocked for my drunken foolishness on a night out with my colleagues.
Bad Day: It turns out they were saving the mocking for this afternoon.

13:44 / 12.12.05

Good day: There are doughnuts, chocs, and crisps aplenty in the lab today for Christmas celebrations.

Bad day: We're periodically being driven outside by rising levels of formaldehyde in the air, after fumigation at the weekend. De goggles! Dey do nuting!

Ninjas make great pets

14:04 / 12.12.05

Good Day: the lovely stylings of Jose Gonzalez can be heard live in the bar this evening. http://myspace.com/josegonzalezmusic

Bad Day: I only found out he's playing and it's all sold out now . aw well.

Good Day: I had the yummiest bar out chocolate ever.

bad day: It's all gone now!

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

14:13 / 12.12.05

Good day: me mum's gonna lend me some cash to get me glasses sorted.

Bad day: being my mum, she gave me the "too much booze" lecture. Which made me feel especially bad, as she doesn't actually know about my drink problem- "ooh, you'll end up in hospital one day", already happened, mum. Your worst dreams have all come true, but I ain't about to tell you that. Lying to your mum sucks.

Good day: HMHB's Achtung Bono still proves itself incapable of NOT making me smile.

Bad day: I, erm, I'm not quite sure how to tell you all this... I just bought the new Fields Of The Nephilim album. I know. I'm a horrible person.

My Mom Thinks I'm Cool

15:45 / 12.12.05

good day: woke up early and it was snowing again. had time to work out before work.

bad day: my supervisor and building manager were late for work so I couldn't get into the building for half an hour and didn't ever get the info I needed to go ahead on this project that should have been done 3 days ago.

good day: spent the half hour hanging out in the cool old secretary's car while she told a vivid story about a gospel concert she went to long long ago.

bad day: had to warn a girl I work with about how I didn't get any sleep saturday night and decided sunday morning while still loopy that I should send her a long weird email she's not going to want to read. still nervous about what's going to happen when she does. have formed new personal rule: no more sending emails before I take my medication at lunch. also managed in the same conversation to make her defensive about her taste in movies so I feel like a dick.

good day: it's lunch time so I get to take my medication which may make me stop feeling like a dick. and acting like one.

16:03 / 12.12.05

Good day: I wont boast.

The Return Of Rothkoid

01:05 / 13.12.05

Good day: it's FREE BOOZE DAY.
Bad day: My holidays now don't begin until next Tuesday.

01:11 / 13.12.05

What the hell? Free Booze Day? Where are you? Will they mail it to canada?

Bad Day: Had to go to the doctor's and couldnt eat or drink till my appointment. NO COFFEE!!!
Worse Day: Doctor goes awol. That test gets cancelled, I could have had coffee!
Good Day: Check-up goes amazingly.
Better Day: I get home and have the most amazing coffee ever!

P. Horus Rhacoid

06:08 / 13.12.05

Bad day: I fell asleep at 9 last night; insomnia strikes at around 12:30 am and I haven't slept since then.
Good day: I've been awake to watch cartoons (Spider-man etc)
Bad day: I have a final exam in 2 hours and I need to find quotations to use. At this point I'm really tired but it's far too late to go to bed.
Good day: it's my last final and I'm going home in a week.

06:44 / 13.12.05

Good day: Being me.

Bad day: Not being Tom Selleck.

13:35 / 13.12.05

Bad day: Being woken up at eleven having had only four hours sleep.

Good day: Eating yogurt.

Bad day: Remembering how much work I have to do.

Good day: Going back to sleep until 10 minutes ago.

Bad day: Remembering how much work I have to do.

Good day: Eating more yogurt.

Jack The Bodiless

21:32 / 13.12.05

It just occurred to me- isn't in lilly's garden a Wildhearts song?

Yup. Off Phuq - it's about an old downstairs neighbour of Ginger's, a lovely old Geordie lady who used to let them bury their deceased pets in her garden and helped them with the funerals...

Lilly Nowhere Late

05:20 / 14.12.05

Well, sounds just like me really. Cept of course I'm no geordie.

Mon Oncle Ignatius

12:33 / 14.12.05

[We'd have to find the earth in our garden first. I suppose the yard at the shop could be converted to a pet cemetary though.]

Mon Oncle Ignatius

12:34 / 14.12.05

[I also forgot to add that you're not old either]

paranoidwriter waves hello

13:08 / 14.12.05

Good day: backs not hurting so bad, and am thus able to work and earn money.

Bad day: I'm at work.

Good day: had to go to Hamleys and buy twelve George Bush dolls, giving me the chance to pay with a £130 Lightsabre.

Bad day: had to leave Hamleys.

Good day: a beautiful Italian woman smiled at me in a naughty way as I was getting my boss's organic soup.

Bad day: Jack Dee just sneered at me on Wardour Street. (Actually, that might not be a bad thing).

Good day: still waiting...

13:23 / 14.12.05

Good day: I wrote a soulful, heartfelt piece of poetry. My best work ever.

Bad day: It was pointed out to me that Keats had done that already.

Good day: 'Not word for word, surely,' I rejoindered, pretty wittily, I felt.

Bad day: 'Well yes. You do appreciate, though, Mr Alex, that's there's no possible way we can publish this stuff. What with the estate and everything.

Good day: I don't mind telling you, dear readers, that I basically flounced out of the room.