Fuckin' Up
So today was one of those footy days that I tend to have every weekend. I went to the pub to watch Newcastle play Liverpool, followed by Fulham vs. Chelski. However, Newcastle were so poor (or should I say Boumsong's such a twat) that I left halfway through the second half. I got back and started messing about, and decided to check the footy scores some time later. I then see that Fulham had managed to beat Chelski 1-0. I mean, what the fuck!? I can't believe I missed that! It's just my luck.
You know you have a gambling problem when you lose twenty (20) pounds one night at the casino and you don't give a fuck. Even Oliver, who was the culprit, admits it. But he still goes off three times a week to play. But, to be fair, he usually ends up making profit for the week. For this week he won 130 quid the first night, then broke even and then lost 20 quid. So in reality he didn't really lose 20 pounds, he just made 110. But well, he saw it as a loss, even if he was aware that he had done really well in previous nights. But still, to lose 20 pounds and not to care? What the hell's wrong with these people. It seems as if everyone's going to the casino nowadays... and winning!!!
So I found out something new about myself. It's not so much that I wanted to, but I was curious. I was remembering a conversation a long time ago about how usually people don't know which foot they put into their jeans/shorts/whatever first. So, remembering this conversation while I was taking a shower, I decided to give it a shot right after. So I dry myself and whatever, and then I'm put my underwear on and I notice that I put my left foot in first. Good, so mystery solved. But wait, I do everything with my right, shouldn't that mean that I should put in my right foot first? Well, let's give it a try. I try putting my right foot in first on my shorts and I miss. Hmm. I try again and I lose balance. Fuck me, this is surreal. I try again and I completely lose balance, to the extent that I fall over on my side and almost hit my head on the sink. It's fucking ridiculous that I can't put my right foot in first, only my left. So I guess this is the ONLY case where I'm "left only."
In other news, my sleeping disorders are back. Yep. After working so hard to get my sleeping schedule back on track, it just took two days to derail it again. Go me!
You know you have a gambling problem when you lose twenty (20) pounds one night at the casino and you don't give a fuck. Even Oliver, who was the culprit, admits it. But he still goes off three times a week to play. But, to be fair, he usually ends up making profit for the week. For this week he won 130 quid the first night, then broke even and then lost 20 quid. So in reality he didn't really lose 20 pounds, he just made 110. But well, he saw it as a loss, even if he was aware that he had done really well in previous nights. But still, to lose 20 pounds and not to care? What the hell's wrong with these people. It seems as if everyone's going to the casino nowadays... and winning!!!
So I found out something new about myself. It's not so much that I wanted to, but I was curious. I was remembering a conversation a long time ago about how usually people don't know which foot they put into their jeans/shorts/whatever first. So, remembering this conversation while I was taking a shower, I decided to give it a shot right after. So I dry myself and whatever, and then I'm put my underwear on and I notice that I put my left foot in first. Good, so mystery solved. But wait, I do everything with my right, shouldn't that mean that I should put in my right foot first? Well, let's give it a try. I try putting my right foot in first on my shorts and I miss. Hmm. I try again and I lose balance. Fuck me, this is surreal. I try again and I completely lose balance, to the extent that I fall over on my side and almost hit my head on the sink. It's fucking ridiculous that I can't put my right foot in first, only my left. So I guess this is the ONLY case where I'm "left only."
In other news, my sleeping disorders are back. Yep. After working so hard to get my sleeping schedule back on track, it just took two days to derail it again. Go me!
posted by Jimmie | 8:53 PM
1 Comments:
hum... i'll give that foot theory a try someday...
how about going with both feet at the same time??
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