To spend, or not to spend? That is the question. Whether it is nobler in the mind to suffer the lack of beer-age before next Friday, or to take up a bar stool and down a swift one...
Money. Shit really isn't it? Most of you know this trip is going to have to be undertaken on a strict budget. The problem is, I have a REAL issue with living like a monk under any circumstances. So do I go out tomorrow night and sp**k 40 notes - or do I go home and watch shitty Friday night TV? Hmmmmm...
So it's about a week away now. My Inter rail ticket has arrived and all the accommodation / flights / trains are booked. Wow - it's REALLY happening. I'm still mega excited but I feel constantly tired at work now. I think it's the old 'getting closer and feeling it' (no rude jokes please - although offers gladly received :)). Do you know what I mean? It's like running for a bus or a train. It's hard enough running the 200 yards - but in that final 20 it feels like your feet are in glue - all psychological of course....it's because you've nearly made it and know that shortly you'll be sat on a nice comfy seat (or on a Friday, sat next to a 300lb heffer with BO and halitosis). You get the idea anyhow...
Shit! I've just remembered I need some sunglasses! Where can I get a cheapo pair!!!!!?
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300 pound heffer hey?
I vote u stay home and save your $ bc youll have more fun with that $ while yer away than u will out at home...just my opinion. You could stay home and fondle a rubber titty or something.
haha, rubber titty, that's class. Booby stress balls are the greatest..
you guys lucked out too.. i got ya the big ones...not the stupid handful ones haha
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