well my life has been a little interesting as of late. as i said before, i was living at home because of my pedo housemate. after a night out (the champions league final), i came home very drunk and put the tv on. my dad stormed into my room and demaded that i turn the tv off and stated that i was treating the place like a hotel, so i threw a few sentiments his way which resulted in him threatening to kick the shit out of me. i suggested he give it a try, which ended up with me breaking a chair on him, kneeling on his face and insulting him until he cried. i got the fuck out of the house and promptly got arrested for assault.
so yeah, i'm living back at the flat with psycho - where we currently have no internet access. he's gone completely off of the rails on mdma and coke and is high pretty much every night of the week. he's also suicidal and utterly mental. he slit his wrists the other day spraying blood all over our bathroom and up one of our hallway walls. unfortunately he didn't kill himself, he just made a real mess of the place. understandably no-one wants to hang out with him at the moment, so he keeps trying to infiltrate my social life, which doesn't really work since pretty much all of my friends thought he was a dick even before all of this. i also managed to lose my house keys, which means i have to rely on my housemate to be awake/around when i want to get back in after nights out - which is difficult because he holds it against me that me and my friends wish he would quitely die and leave us all alone (either that or sort himself out - but that's even less likely). i feel for the guy, but some of the shit he's doing is getting pretty unforgivable.
other than that, having a strong desire to be out of the flat for as many hours of the day as possible, along with the lack of internet access have forced me into becoming a bit of a socialite. i've been drinking a lot (i mean a lot more than usual) and been catching up with a lot of old friends. i even got in a pub brawl recently - something i haven't done for ages. ended up chipping a tooth and gouging a lump out of the inside of my lip, giving me the ability to spit blood at will, which in my drunken stupor seemed nearly as cool as breathing fire. also, my sex life is the best it's ever been, which while not something you need to know, i take a great ammount of pleasure in writing. there's something about having your life turn into a big, steaming pile of shit that really makes you relish fucking the living shit out of someone.
but yes, from my frequent visits to macdonalds to rinse their free internet for torrents, i've briefly popped by and noticed this place is pretty quiet.
