WORLD CUPS STARTED/ LANDAN YOU MAG

yooooooooooo, been london this week innit, watching the football and that.



at work i had a first, signed up two customers at once, never done that before. business is booming innit.




on the way to varsity to watch the first england match it was really empty in the streets. this was about 10 minutes before kick off and i didnt see one person from near dmu to the traffic lights near the old underpass.

jr was wearing a little stars and stripes t-shirt trying to spark things off, yank cunt.

that night i went out with dave from work and lewis and shooter. it was a right old laugh, we got really drunk.

saw another clueless-not-really-a-football-fan-but-i-am-for-the-world-cup. genius shit this is innit?

this girl was really drunk dancing, and some eighties song was on. lewis told me he bet he could have scared her off, and started singing the words really loud in her face. it was so so funny and abusive.

one of my hobbies is drawing. another is music. but above all aspects and possible different ways i could spend my time, my favourite is emulating jimlads life.

going down to london in the coach, the clouds were on a hypeeeeeee! pure dark grey ones right next to really nice white ones.

got on the tube and these two woman were both talking at this man at once and he was trying to explain something, and they just weren't listening.

another guy brought his bike on and started preaching about god (watch out for a video of this). its good, but not long enough to warrant the effort of uploading it on its own. ill put it up soon though.

we (as leicester) have birdman, sutton (where valena lives in south london) have 'the wizard'. literally no other name could be more fitting.

we went asda to get some munchies, and came across (loooooool) some boxers on sale with a massive white stain on the crotch. wow.

this was more or less my whole stay in london, valena would just be jamming, watching some bullshit programme on her lappy, and i watched every single world cup match whilst i was there. every single brilliantly shit match.

there was a steroid bee on her window, i took its life. never gonna live again, because of my human will.

i visited that shop that has got a brilliant selection of everything. still keeping up the good work, really full, neat shelves.

i got a burger king, and couldn't believe how much more than a mcdonalds it cost. no wonder it is never gonna overtake it as the number one fast fooder.

adebayor is a pundit for the bbc now. his punditry is shit, i dont care what anyone says. the other day, they shown a clip of marradonna (the Argentine manager) kissing every Argentina player as they came off the pitch. colin murray turned to adebayor and asked him if that was ever something he craved after; a kiss from a manager (pure tongue in cheek, just having a laugh). adebayor completely misread it, and said "ah...well yes, sometimes." HOMO

got this dvd from a bargain bin at the blockbuster near valenas. i dont want to make people start googling and youtubing like crazy, but it was pretty fucking nuts. basically the storyline is about a white middle class american family of tourists who take a wrong turning into south central la. cue a carjacking and with the car, a camcorder on the back seat.

the entire film is in first person from the camcorder, predominantly filmed by chris, a 14 year old gang member, going through drug selling, prostitution, rapes, gbh, drive bys and just all out gang wars. its amazingly shit but brilliant.

this blokes trousers were ridiculous. really really short. his wife caught me getting this picture.

there was a granny at the bus station who spent fucking ages on page 3, she was proper looking at the bewbs.

two buses crashed at marble arch and were delayed for time. loads of people were really being mardy, and i ended up waiting around for about 2 hours. it was shit. when our coach finally come though, he only let people on who had tickets for the 11 o clock, so it was pretty empty.

sam elliott gave me a whooping at dans new game, pure football. its pure shit, incase you aint played it. awful graphics and game play, just really really poor. he was buzzing though. ive got some more pictures so ill try and make it more enjoyable next week sometime. thanks.

ROOM FOR A LITTLE ONE?

how horrible is it when people say that? this is only a little one, just a few pictures i wanna put up because im going london this sunday and i dont want to have loads to post up when i get back.


it was jamies birthday, and i was making a little breakfast sandwich, so i thought i would make him one. i took step by step pictures as per to put on here, but it started getting really hard at one point, and i missed some stepped, so i just deleted them.

nice ciabatta roll, cajun chicken, bacon bits, dice red pepper, sweetcorn and cheese. shit was really really nice.

ive been working on a new pop album with darryl this week, its going really well, we have got about 5/6 songs down. its such good fun to make too.

he is a sick creep, he was making breakfast and he put butter on toast and then nutella on top of that. i asked him what the fuck? and he just said "butella!" in a really 'trust me, its ok' voice. not cutting it im afraid.



good news in the media, incase you missed it, this is what its on about.




carried car at work in the car park, i bet this cost loads to get done!


billy and kyle came over and we were drawing some pictures. it reminded me of old wickedland times when we used to go upto asda on thursday night and throw dead foxes around.


have you seen this guy before? he wears a really small tracksuit, and pulls the trousers up really high to the side of his knob so his whole package is really visible. he is dead skinny too, but has a massive round belly. cant really see it from this angle. ive seen him loads before, always wearing the same thing.



looking for inspiration for lyrics for a popular musical arrangement.


thats it really, ill try to get a little post on while im in LANDAN. cheers!

WORLD CUP SWEEPSTAKES 2010

RAIN HAS COME

its raining loads now again. sorry i havent been in, i knew it was going to be a long one and i kept putting it off off off, now, no excuses. erm, i bought this chocolate the other day and it was blackberry and pear flavour. fucking brilliant.





jr come round to watch a relatively disappointing ufc 114.



the next day the rain come bad. i went wilkinsons just round the corner in a t-shirt, and while i was in there this started. my leg got fucked at football last week and given that this was only the next day i couldnt even run back, i was limping quickly.



this made me laugh at work, because every time i use a calculator im always struck by how hard it is to press the equals sign.

this is a relay i done on wednesday. pretty pretty pretty good.

me and dan cleaned the flat, it was a proper mess. the kitchen is making me really happy.

hahaha. i saw this and instantly though of a millionaires wank. it cost 79p by the way.

some girl in town was wearing some next sparta sandals. maaaaaadnesssss

it was a bare lovely hot day, as hot as its been and i saw this poor women in a full on burqa. its days like this that shit will remember when she dies and realised there is no such thing as a god or an afterlife.

also saw this well tall bloke. the women was about as tall as me, and this bloke was like a clear 2 and half foot from her. massive.

who is going with me then? no, the picture made me laugh, did he have an album called "all tied up" or something like that? if so then its relevant.

we went to london friday night on a coach trip thing to see darryls band!

jr bought a pricey bottle of moet down, it got hot in the sun so he bought a bottle of orange juice at the services and made a little bucks fizz. deep drink.

the driver stopped of because everyone needed to piss, because everyone was drinking loads, and everyone went to this garage across the road. we were just getting into north london, jr and john just went in this ladies front garden. looooool

the charity box does not have any official charity numbers or insignia, just the words "afghan children" in permanent marker.

jr done that think where he pretended to kow someone in the queue, and got really into it, it was semi-believable.

johns iphone is smashed. another reason they are overrated shit. great internet, shit phone.

sam came across london to jam with everyone.

i dressed darryl how he should go out in stage.

they played, it was well good fun, everyone was jumping around. by now, everyone was really pissed and lairy. good good good fun.

ENGURLUNNNNNND!!!!! got back into lesta at about 4.30am, and i had to be up for work at 6..00am. fucking rankest thing ever.

i had my lunch break with sasi, and in the sun that day there were free 3d glasses, and nearly every page had those blue and red lines around everything. i dont know about this massive buzz to do with 3d. its been around for ages, it was shit back then, and still is now. just because they are making films in 3d, thats not to say they have to start printing fucking papers in 3d.

hahahaha!!!! how can asda just bare-faced rob carlsbergs strap-line? the advert was nothing to do with carlsberg either, just stole it. you would think somewhere along the line, in a meeting an asda suit would raise his hand and point out that "probably the best _____ in the world" has already been used by a company?

jamie is back for summer now, we went out for drinks saturday night, to celebrate his and joe smiths birthdays. there were alot of good people out, we went on to the last brighton beach ever, max said "its a night of remembrance and respect."

i got fucking soaked the next day on the way to work. fucking amazing, the skies opened for about 45 minutes, just long enough for me to get to work. i swear down, as soon as a walked into the warehouse it stopped raining.

a very young booker badboy.

we went to football on sunday, it was great, everyone sort of made a pact on saturday when we were out to turn up, and everyone did, it was good numbers with alot of people who didnt play in ages. aaron was back from scotland too, so that was cool!

later that night, a few of us met up for food. we went to that peri peri place again, its winning at the minute, im growing to love the menu.

went round to darryls yesterday to start a new project we are working on. its a very open, synth heavy, dancey pop album. we have got a couple tracks down already, but its in the very early stages, but look out for some joints.

last night i went to see my little sister rose in her final show for college, she does performing arts. it was actually pretty good. shit i have been dragged along to before and she is genuinely pretty good at her subject and usually ends up carrying the show, but with this it was of a high standard. rose had the first solo, with some long monologue from Chicago and killed it, got some biiiiigman clap.

went for peri peri again with max, bradley and jamie. after a vote, we initiated jamie into the gentlemans club. welcome. if jamie wants to come for a little desert at cafe rouge, thats not a problem.

thanks for reading, told you it was a pretty long one. there is going to be a video on here too at some point today.