Good Times!

So this week has been pretty fecking awesome. It started of monday evening with Coldplay in the Phoenix park, also known as one of the best gigs of my life with Laim Redmond, who gave it socks jumping up and down. White lies and Elbow were the supporting acts and my god did they do a good job, particularly Elbow: they were mint. But Coldplay just blew me away. Amongst other things they had a secret stage for a brief yet amazing acoustic set which included a cover of 'Billie Jean'. They had roughly one million colourful paper butterflies shot from cannons placed around the arena. Giant yellow balloons filled with confetti and above all else every song was above standard. Like Chris Martin said they're ''the best fucking soft-rock band in the world'. No arguements there. Tuesday was our night out for freshers week. At two quid a drink it's needless to say that I got pretty drunk. It was a proper good night. Who can beat falling asleep in Bondi? It wasn't as fun as Coldplay though, mostly because Wednesday was a complete bitch! I fell asleep in the student union when I had an hour long break. It's been a while since I had a hangover like that. Bad times. Thursday was the dredded Debs. For some reason I wasn't looking forward to it. Turns out I was right, it felt like a good night out only difference being that it cost me the guts of 400 blipps. Ahh well, a good night out is a good night out, right? And if I say so myself I clean up pretty well in a suit. Me and Colm's romantic photos were defo the highlight of the night - we make a great couple. The rest of the week was shit in comparison to Saturday. Me, Fish and Ghosty (three quarters of the A-Team, the fourth being the legend that is my mam) had a nice morning out to visit our new friend JLC. He was in Easons to sign copies of his new book which is a brillo read. He is the nicest guy in the world, he signed my school shirt beside the Fonz' name. We bought him loveheart sweets to remember us by, he geniunely appreciated them. What a legend! We finished off our great day at Hams 18th in Campions. Hilarious times, well apart from Gwen Kicking my ass all night. She was a bit jealous that the A-Team met JLC and her C-Team didn't! Anyways, i'm finishing off the top drawer week by watching house. I love that sarky bastard.
PEACE OUT BLAPP!!

Lovely Inga

I'm fairly new to this whole being a good boyfriend thing, but I'm starting to get used to it. It was Ciara's birthday last Friday and a few of us intended on going into town for a quiet few scoops. Me, Fish, Hixon and Ghosty got the bus together, planning on meeting the girls in there. 30 seconds after hopping off the bus we got a business card from a 'gentlemens club' stating its free admission. We thought we were cheeky by going in for a quick pint before meeting up with everyone else. This is where we came across lovely Inga, also known as my new bit on the side when I have the money. She was a mix of a foreign princess and a foreign hooker, ya know the type that would have sex for money because her rich dad told her not to. Anyways we had a few laughs and a pint or two. We all got our story straight so the girls wouldn't catch us out. We were in the clear until Ghosty folded faster than Superman on laundery day and spilled the beans about everything. I think he was jealous that Inga liked me more. But there we were in the middle of messers, just about to hand Ciara her birthday present when it happened. I thought it was gonna turn into a bit of a domestic and her and Gwen would kick my ass (Gwen done that later on in the night but thats only because I shunned her). As you'd imagine I was in trouble.. but only because I didn't invite Ciara to the strip club too. What a hero, right? We returned around 1am to visit lovely Inga again but it wasn't the same. However on her own birthday Ciara volunteered to pay for a stripper for her boyfriend so that made me forget about Inga. I told her that I couldn't do it as it was her birthday blah blah blah, so we bought her a stripper instead. She seemed to enjoy it far too much for a straight chick. We filled the rest of the night with dodgy booze and lotsa laughs. Me and Fish saw an old guy chatting up some girl in Porter house. Naturally we named him John and spent a half hour egging him on in the backround. It was going well until her boyfriend showed up.. bad times!
Thats about it for today, I gotta get some kip for Coldplay tomorrow (going to be fucking epic. Liam Redmond tearing it up all night long!)
And a nice happy birthday to Mikey whos a big geaser today.
PEACE
'Big Tuna'

Coolege

Its official folks, Lumbering Bear is now a college student. I know its a shock to me too but who could say no to computer science at NCI, right? I started on Friday last with Burnsy and Stiffy (Aaron and Steo for those who don't know). It was a bit of banter all the same. We finished the day at Johnny's pretty impressive house party. Who knew so many people could cram into two rooms? At one point I was actually wedged in the kitchen. It was brillo all the same. Me, Colm, Michelle and Tosser had our first ever gig in his bathroom, and if I say so we rocked the casbah.. until Colm climbed out the window. I'm sure theres pictures somewhere that I'll put up at some stage. Apart from that the night was full of booze and decent tunes, pretty standard stuff. Actually, Johnny while I think of it I stole one of your towels.. I don't know if you'll read this but I'll get it back to ya at some stage pal. If johnny doesn't read this can someone pass on the message please? I'd appreciate that. I'm out for a bit of kip for college tomorrow :)
Peace
LB