After spending a rather nice night in the County I come home hungry and in the mood for posting a entry so here I am (with a ham sandwich in one hand and typing with the other). It’s not often I spend a night like tonight in a pub, normally I head off to a club or simply don’t venture out in the first place.
I love being able to relax comfortably with good company, you can always tell when you are in the right company when the conversation flows naturally. You sit back and you don’t have to think about what you are going to say next or how am I going to impress. Tonight has been one of those nights, the conversation was never planned, its what I was cuff lets say, or involved attractive women in the general surrounding. I for one enjoy these nights, these nights only seem to happen with a selective group of friends. I don’t know if I am being completely stupid but I hope you understand what I am saying (or at most understand my general meaning).
Anyway I am slightly drunk (apologies for grammar) and have finished my sandwich so I have decided to leave it there, to the point I believe my whole masculinity has been left outside in the rain together with my Take That figurines and my autograph pictures of the cheeky girls.
Hope the humour came across when I was drunk.
-Kyle
p.s I am still wearing my leather gloves;
