Pictures @ MindSay

They didn't seem to mind me at all.


A gold star to those who know what kind of car this is. (Josh, you cannot participate since you were there.)






Looks like something I would write.


Achtung!


It was such a fun day!


Hehe, indeed! That's one reason why I don't do drugs! ;) Another gold star for those who get the reference.

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For the majority of the day, I've not felt the best. I've been slightly lapsed for a while now - but Shelly did manage to cheer me up slightly. We played Canis Canem Edit together and Guitar Hero 5.
Shelly came at about 3 in the afternoon because she was spending the night after coming with us to Ian's Halloween party.
Mam had bought mini bags of Haribo Starmix for the brats who knock on the door and she said I couldn't have any - but I snaffled some when she wasn't looking. :P

Although the party was pretty good - I had a laugh with Christine, talked with Laura about film-making, talked with Mark about games - had a laugh with Lisa and her friend in the kitchen - drank a few bottles of iron brew WKD and cuddled up with Shelly on the sofa for a while - it was dad who had to go and ruin it.

And he didn't just ruin the party for me - he ruined the whole of tonight. He's SUCH a fucking ARSEHOLE.
He's starting to make me hate him again. A while back I disliked mam for being bitchy all the time, but she's settled down, she's just a knob when it suits her - but dad's a total fucking prick all the time.
And this is tripled, maybe even quadrupled when he's drunk.

He ALWAYS, without fail - will upset me when I'm drunk - but apparently he upset Christine as well - he upset Shelly by being a general arsehole, touching her up - and not just her, Lisa and Amy as well - and I know that mam wasn't best pleased with him either.

Not only this - but when we got home - Shelly and I were cuddled up on the floor and duvet pile together - some chavs had set fire to a car outside, so we had mam mooching about being generally nosey - all these fire engines and police cars going by at two in the morning with their lights and sirens going - then this inflamed car decided to start randomly EXPLODING. Shelly and I were just like SERIOUSLY WTF.

After this drama, we all settled down and tried to get back to what we were doing - dad decides to blunder about naked on the landing, throwing up all over the carpet and the suitcase by the ottoman. So he's being noisy, as well as flashing everything to Shelly who was unfortunate enough to catch a glimpse when she was going to the toilet.
And as a result of him throwing up everywhere - he kept mam awake as well as us - he was pissing about mopping everywhere up with toilet roll for about 45 minutes - then there was the racket of mam getting the mop bucket out.

It was like the first time in ages I was in a reasonable mood, I wasn't TOO depressed - thus rendering my sex drive reasonably okay - and he just had to go and turn me RIGHT off. Vomit is one of my phobias, for a start - but I couldn't feel at all comfortable knowing he was falling about like a twat on the landing outside the door and mam was dragged away to clean up after him.
I felt really sorry for her actually - I'm just glad she didn't have work on Sunday and dad did - ha, the twat, that'll fucking teach him.

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Party photos:



Me, as an evil deranged jester - and Ian as The Crow. :D



Shelly and I. :D



Mam, myself, Shelly and dad - as Yoda. :S



Amy, Dan, Ian, Mark and Laura. :D



Christine and Roger. :D

Earlier tonight we saw a man in downtown Madison wearing a Guy Fawkes mask. It was so cool!

So here are some photos I've taken from the "not-too-long-ago".




Lavender.


Smoke floating over the ground like a ghost as the sun sets in a brilliant red.


I love the older Japanese cars.


Mornin' Glory!






So, more tomorrow. Yay!

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I tried to blot out the haunting thoughts of what occured yesterday with lots of Pepsi, crisps and video games with no rest breaks. I finished off Canis Canem Edit last night - thus I went to sleep at about 4AM.
I did get the 100.00% completion though, so it's another game mastery marked on my Backloggery.

Today I was mainly playing Guitar Hero 5 and Guitar Hero: Greatest Hits. I was attemtping some of the dodgy challenges on GH5 and doing a few new songs that I've recently learnt on the vocals quickplay.
Naturally though, I couldn't blot out everything I was thinking.

Mam took me into the Coral shop she manages today to take some photos for my Addictions Photography project. I'd dabbled a little in the idea of video games addiction, but gambling addiction seemed just as promising.

Naturally, I was nervous about taking photos of strangers - the aspect of having to actually speak to them, but seeing as how they're all regulars to the shop, mam knows most of them by name - so she was there to do some of the asking for me. Which I was grateful for.

Here's a few that I got:

This is the last batch for this bunch. Don't worry though, I have plenty of different pictures and posts to come.



Could I act like you, and put a smile on my face?


Not even for a second, would I lie to myself.



Too many things are missing, and there's a tear in my eye.


It's not a question or an answer, but it will change your mind.



We'll be the same tomorrow
'Cause we've all been painted by numbers.



Painted By Numbers - The Sounds