TAKE 5

I feel like blogging but I don't really have anything to say, well I might just ramble a bit. So last night I went to my friend/workmate Mark's "Goodbye" party because he's taking off to New Plymouth (aka. ages away from Nelson) to do a hotel management course which is pretty upsetting as he's one of very few nice 'guys' around (replace a letter if you want). All the rest are c--ts. That is a fact. Well, it's not rerally - anyway, should stop using such bad language and try clean up my act a bit as it's unattractive, rude and offensive. I literally have a swearing addiction and just constantly swear without giving a thought into it, usually manage to suck it in around my parents but it does slip out from time-to-time, which is NOT GOOD. Anyway, I bought Mark a "Kathy Griffin: Allegedly" DVD as a goodbye present, hopefully he has a DVD player with him when he moves... Oh wait he has his computer, so that'll work. He introduced me to the godsend that is Kathy Griffin, so it was... homage to that I guess. (Is that the right way to use the word 'homage'?)

Alright so I know everything I write has something to do with Kathy Griffin and she's tagged in everything I write, but honestly, you should be thankful because if I like her, that means she's great. Would I like anyone less than stellar? Alright, don't answer that. Still, Kathy Griffin is an exceptional comedian, but you do have to be interested in celebrities to get her jokes, or at least pretend to care for the course of her shows because what she's all about is trying to get famous, and hating on celebrities... not to mention her obsession with loving/hating Oprah. Also she has some muchos hilarious personal stories to tell, and unless you read her book "Official Book Club Selection", you don't really see the serious side of her.

Anyway, to make a not-really-long story shorter, I drank too much last night and now have a beastly hangover and am hating it. I rarely drink, and this is really only my second ever hangover so... it's sucking some serious shit. At least it's not on a school Monday like the first time... not a pleasant story.