And so, to Star Wars fanatics everywhere, I state;
I must confess that I do find it worrying at how little time seems to affect me. See the picture below; on the left is me as a fresh-faced seventeen year-old partaking in under-age merriment at Chandlers Bar all the way back in 2004. On the right, me in November 2011, aged 24 and three-quarts.
My parting has switched sides . . . that is all. |
Well, I suppose the consolation is that I can look back on February 2012, my final month of being 'early-twenties', with a great deal of fondness (it's almost strange how I can hear Adam shouting 'GAY!' at this point). It started off with definitely the best gig I have been to, seeing the blues-rock duo - and John on the keyboards, lest we forget - the Black Keys. There was some reason which I can't quite remember that it made more sense to stay in Chesterfield for the eve, so I took my stuff to my dear sister's house, got changed, picked up my phone, camera, keys, wallet, and headed out to meet Adam at the station . . . within walking distance of said station, I had the awkward moment of realising my ticket was in my bag at my sisters house.
Y'know it's bad when someone often referred to as 'Number One' thinks you are a failure . . . |
Errr, Adam, your hair is a 'mare to do on Paint >.< |
It's been very rare of late when I am not blessed with the company of my girlfriend/arch-nemesis Melissa nowadays. In fact, it's becoming evident that we spend too much time together; mainly because she comes out with far superior "thats what she said" jokes than I do and I am particularly bitter about this. Still, I'm not grumbling about the amount of time we spend together - far from it, in all honesty - because it means I get to witness first-hand some of the absolutely brilliant quotes she comes out with. My ultimate favourite 'The Menzzz Moment' is tied between these two crackers.
1) "Y'know on the train to Loughborough . . . we go passed those big towers that give out a lot of steam. Well, I thought they were cloud generators".
2) After googling animal facts. "A crocodiles tongue is attached to the roof of its mouth? B-but . . . but how does it talk?"
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On the subject of Valentine's Day, being the kind and compassionate soul I am, I thought I'd think about two close friends who are single on this day and wish them both a happy Valentine's Day. The replies?
Gareth: "Get bent!"
Adam: "DEAD"
Sometimes, I don't know why I bother.
Hmmm . . . I think I am just about out of enthusiasm, so I shall depart by asking you a question which has long troubled me.
Can zombies swim?
Until next time, where I shall be covering the topic of 'ethnic banter'
I bid you adieu.