After Arsenal's recent slump, they finally gave the performance last night that people had been waiting for. A scintillating display, knocking out the holders and overcoming a seriously biased referee. So yeah, Daz, Gary and I ended up pretty drunk and keeping a couple of American girls company for the rest of the night. Got home the cheapest way possible (haha!) to cap off a great night. I have a minor hangover today, but all is well in the world thanks to Cesc and co.
Today will be wasted by sitting in front of the computer, reading sports and gambling forums, spinning ideas around in my head of how to get rich quick, the usual. This routine has been going on for eight months now, and I'm getting pretty damn good at it. Of course, it is due to stop at the end of this month... but who knows what will happen? There are still a few weeks left for things to change (for the good or the bad, but almost definitely the bad). Will I quit after the first day? Will I even go to the first day? Will I win the lottery before I start? Will I be dead before I start? As you can probably tell, I'm in a strange mood. Probably still a few drops of Bud in my system.
Might play tennis tonight. Tomorrow, I'm guessing there'll be the usual Thursday evening drinks. Can't go too heavy though, as it's my sister's party on Friday. Saturday, might be going out for a 'drink' with my sister, and whoever else.
Right, time for another cappuccino. And by the sounds of things, time for a dump.
Ta-ta for now.
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