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In which Stew is a bit of a twit

Woke up late. Thought "I needs shower. And there is something else I need to do... no, it's gone". Showered. Realised I had to be at a Torchie meeting. Forgot which hill it was on on account of being half asleep.

"It's on thing hill," said my brain.

"I know how to get there!" Said another part of my brain.

This second part is going to be fucking lobotomised.

Long story short: Instead of being at Torchie meeting, I was wandering around the wrong hill, enjoying how the observatory looked in the mist and the rain. And then I realised I was in the wrong place and said "Fuck", very loudly.

Next time I will wake up before I go teararsing off at random.


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Mar. 27th, 2005 05:20 pm (UTC)
Its ok, we all have days like that. ^^;
Mar. 27th, 2005 08:19 pm (UTC)
I'm not a weasel - I'm stoatally different (well, I did have a pint ot stoatwobbler later on

Oops - I've a horrid feeling I just said "the Hill" without specifying. Mea culpa.

For future reference, details are on http://www.torchbearers.org.uk
Mar. 28th, 2005 01:05 am (UTC)
I'm going to blame my brain anyway, and in so doing take full responsibility.

Don't worry about it. I only scared some random people who heard me swearing without seeing me in the mist. And I know for next time.
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Mar. 28th, 2005 06:27 pm (UTC)
Woo and yay. :)
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