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lupestripe) wrote2008-05-03 12:05 am
lupestripe) wrote2008-05-03 12:05 am
Kuschel
It's been a very strange day.
First of all I awoke to find that in a drunken spree, my friend decided to trash the office by throwing an office chair out of a window that wasn't already open. He had then proceeded to throw gin bottles through the other panes too, causing glass to hit some of the cars parked below. He then decided to have a boxing match with another window. Suffice to say that he KO'ed the window pretty comfortably and gashed his hand in the process. This morning the room resembled a cock fighting ring as there was blood everywhere.
Apparently the glazers are coming tomorrow morning, right in the middle of the busiest working time of the week. So joy of joys there.
To quell my feelings of frustration I hastily decided to arrange a mini-meet somewhere and thankfully Urban,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bluewoozle and marston were obliging. So at seven o'clock this evening I found myself on a train bound for the Toon. It was great seeing the guys again although I must apologise for my strange mood which tended to consist of either joyous singing or mimicking a Geordie/Mackem voice. For a Boro lad in the centre of Newcastle, this probably wasn't the wisest move.
It's weird as sometimes I'm mega happy and other times I'm really down. I'm either like a puppy chasing his tail or a puppy who has sadly just bitten it off. I don't understand it. Perhaps I should just stop the self-analysis...
First of all we checked out the venue for the Newcastle meet and it looks pretty fab. We have our own private room downstairs, away from the football. They have also seen some of the fursuit links I provided them from YouTube and they seem pretty fascinated with us, so it should be fun.
We then popped into Chinatown to grab a Chinese buffet. I stuffed myself silly again (it didn't help that I had had a cheese and onion toastie and sultana scone at the station already) and we all made fun out of Urban's hair. Poor wolf. I also found out loads of cool facts about the guys, which could be used as blackmail material later on :P
All in all it was a great evening and it ended in the splendor of the pub at Newcastle Central station. I have never been in any station pub like it - grand walls and brown tapestries adorned the walls, right up to the elevated ceiling. It was a crazy and unique place but it was a great bar. Definitely one for the future when we are all waiting for our trains home.
P.S. The song I am listening to - "Kuschel Song" by Schnuffel - was this YouTube link sent to me by a fur or did I discover it myself in a drunken haze from which I have no memory? For some reason, it's saved in My Favourites...
First of all I awoke to find that in a drunken spree, my friend decided to trash the office by throwing an office chair out of a window that wasn't already open. He had then proceeded to throw gin bottles through the other panes too, causing glass to hit some of the cars parked below. He then decided to have a boxing match with another window. Suffice to say that he KO'ed the window pretty comfortably and gashed his hand in the process. This morning the room resembled a cock fighting ring as there was blood everywhere.
Apparently the glazers are coming tomorrow morning, right in the middle of the busiest working time of the week. So joy of joys there.
To quell my feelings of frustration I hastily decided to arrange a mini-meet somewhere and thankfully Urban,
bluewoozle and marston were obliging. So at seven o'clock this evening I found myself on a train bound for the Toon. It was great seeing the guys again although I must apologise for my strange mood which tended to consist of either joyous singing or mimicking a Geordie/Mackem voice. For a Boro lad in the centre of Newcastle, this probably wasn't the wisest move. It's weird as sometimes I'm mega happy and other times I'm really down. I'm either like a puppy chasing his tail or a puppy who has sadly just bitten it off. I don't understand it. Perhaps I should just stop the self-analysis...
First of all we checked out the venue for the Newcastle meet and it looks pretty fab. We have our own private room downstairs, away from the football. They have also seen some of the fursuit links I provided them from YouTube and they seem pretty fascinated with us, so it should be fun.
We then popped into Chinatown to grab a Chinese buffet. I stuffed myself silly again (it didn't help that I had had a cheese and onion toastie and sultana scone at the station already) and we all made fun out of Urban's hair. Poor wolf. I also found out loads of cool facts about the guys, which could be used as blackmail material later on :P
All in all it was a great evening and it ended in the splendor of the pub at Newcastle Central station. I have never been in any station pub like it - grand walls and brown tapestries adorned the walls, right up to the elevated ceiling. It was a crazy and unique place but it was a great bar. Definitely one for the future when we are all waiting for our trains home.
P.S. The song I am listening to - "Kuschel Song" by Schnuffel - was this YouTube link sent to me by a fur or did I discover it myself in a drunken haze from which I have no memory? For some reason, it's saved in My Favourites...
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I dunno if I always have loads of interesting adventures hun, I guess I just go out there and do things and see what happens. I am quite open minded and am up for most things *hugs*
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FOOLISH MORTAL!
YOU CANNOT BLACK-MAIL BLUE!!!!
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