First, I've downloaded the UK's top 40 songs since I need to know what the cool songs are here in London. I don't have a car and that was where I would listen to the radio and learn about the new songs. Now I just have to illegally download them on Limewire. Because of this, I've learned about a ton of new artists and new songs. They are mostly some type of techno song, but I've really become accustomed to them, and I've really started to enjoy them.
Secondly, me and my mother drink. If you've read this blog, or know anything about me, you know that I can drink. I can drink with the best of them, like up there with the Russians. My mom always has a couple glasses of wine each night. Around 5pm, sometimes earlier, we start pouring drinks. My dad doesn't get home until 7pm or later and he never drinks. So it's just me and my mom drinking, every night. Occasionally my dad does drink, like tonight. His drink of choice is scotch on the rocks or Guinness. Tonight my dad had two scotch on the rocks, which is almost unheard of! Tonight, I also learned that my dad is a light weight. It was a sad night. I suspected this before, but tonight it was confirmed. I mean, I think I'd rather hear my dad was doing coke or had a second family, but no, God had to curse me with a light weight father. He got all giggly and playful like a fucking middle schooler drinking Smirnoff Ice. It was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life and I was at home with my parents. Not that I even want to attempt giving my dad a good reason for being a light weight, but apparently we have some "alcoholics" in our family history. If you ask me, that's a fucking lie. Or my second opinion would be that that just makes us awesome, but that's neither here nor there. My dad doesn't drink because he's afraid of becoming an alcoholic like some other people in our family....ex. ME! I mean shit, HE'S worried about becoming an alcoholic, why don't you take a look at your offspring. She has become an upstanding, participatory and generous person of the community, the alcoholic community is what I'm talking about. He thinks that two scotch's are going to put him over the edge into alcoholism, while his daughter is out there binge drinking (because that's the only way to drink) until she can't remember who she saw out that night, let alone how the fuck she got home. Okay, this is enough about the drinking problems in my family.
Thirdly on the random topic post, well I really don't have a thirdly, but I'm dying for a cigarette. My parents are almost asleep and I'm just waiting for the moment when I hear the two heavy snors and then I'll pop outside for my night cap ciggy. Strong-b and ciggs are a match made in heaven and who am I to keep the two angels apart from each other?!?!
Oh and nextly for all those illeterait readers out there, here's a pic for you from the British Museum of pimp cups.
You're welcome.
Also to all my pimps in Dallas, I miss y'all. You know who you are, so I don't even have to say, but just in case here are the first letters of each of your names....I love you R, C, D, K, F & C!!!!
E-mail me if you're not sure if that's your initial. Actually, if you're not sure if it's your initial, don't ask because it's not your fucking initial.
Good night and God speed!
Miss you too!!!
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