The weekend past

blah blah blah, more beer and more beer. The weekend was pretty good, even though I got intercepted by a *$%£*%&£$($£% God preaching freak.

Friday night I went out with a couple of friends for an ex housemates leaving drinks, she was going off to the USA to sudy for a year so we decided in typical London fashion (although I'm sure this is the case in most other countries) to get smashed and say good bye. The night was pretty good, and if can remember to bring my cam cable I will be posting a picture of my good friend Dayne and a lamp which we all found most amusing.

After a couple too many pints and some slurred conversation later I left the pub, and soon felt really hungry. The big yellow M was right there, but my conscience got the better of me, and I decided that the worlds worst junk food was not a good idea, so I opted for the nearby sandwich stall, after scanning through their rather bland selection I found something that my stomach wouldnt spit right back up, but when I wanted to give the guy the £1, 50 stated on the packaging he said 'If you want to pay for that with money you can forget about it' and threw the sandwich back in the basket, WHAT!? In my semi drunken state I didnt notice the big signs surrounding this area, he was one of those preacher types, so I thought oh well, I'll humour the3 guy and talk to him, but after about 5 minutes ao listening to his absolute rubbish I took my free cup of coffee (which was quite good actually) turned my back mid conversation and walked away, I dont hate many people, well I do, but I really hate those people! They give God a bad name, judging people the way they do... bastards!

I still managed to walk away with a smile though, being able to see the humour in it.