Things I Love Friday

Things i love Friday is BACK!!
It's been a while but i figured it's about time i took this little ditty back out !

Hearing gossip about someone that makes you scream "OH MY GOD I HAVE TO TELL EVERYONE" , True Blood and Gossip Girl nights with the Boyhalf, Shona Mclennan; Still the toughtest girl i know, Dead End, Answering the party phone, Getting speechless goldfish syndrome when Dallas Green spoke to me, Dancing to Ludacris like my life depended on it, Zombieland, Planning faux weddings so Miss V can marry the Best Man, Absinthe soap, Picking out party dresses for the Christmas season, Making peace with someone i previously would never though i'd go near again, The fucking word of the day, Betsey Johnson winning a National Arts Club award for her services to fashion, "What comes before part B?", Halloween prep, in jokes like woah!, Saving up all my recorded tv for a rainy day (like tonight), Glasgow trips with Boyhalf and Iona (Noany), Sharkbite cocktails, Poutine, Wearing stockings instead of tights, Screaming Waynes World quotes on the street, Eazy-E, Flood Of Red's album, Coffee and chocolate breaks to cure my three thirtyitis,

xoxo

Today i went to the art gallery with Miss V and had an awesome time :]

My favourite piece was this light installation by Tracey Emin that i just fell totally in love with!

I think it's adorable.

We were completely freaked out by the Ron Mueck exhibition, which featured giant versions of clay models of people, such as a 10ft baby that looked so real it terrified me !
xoxo

The guide to a Saturday night with Team Awesome.

So my friend Iona wrote this about our night last night, and since it had myself and miss V in STITCHES all day i decided to post it for your viewing pleasure.

ENJOY!

1) Buy a litre of Vodkat or Jack Daniels ( i added JD since that's what I was drinking)
2) Eat houmous and chips.
3) Mime your way through "Poker Face".
4) Fall over on Union Street.
5) Get in a fight because your best pal was getting bummed at the bank machine. Then loose your earrings.
6) Look like this....
7) Plan and arrange outfits for Halloween which involve being Iona YF and Vic Hendo.
8) Dance to "some sort of hardcore version of 'Baby got back'".
9) Ask random birds to do up your dress whilst standing naked in the toilets.
10) Pretend "Boom Boom Pow" is playing when it's really Slipknot just because you want an excuse to dance with Smit.
11) Loose your friends.
12) Manage to get to Warehouse. Blag your way in for free by demanding you get a stamp. Lone behold your friends managed put THEMSELVES on the guestlist.
13) As soon as you arrive, start the Iona Tierney academy of dance. This involves, jogging on the spot, pointing your fingers like you are an air traffic controller and jog the length of the dancefloor on your lonesome. For 40 minutes straight.
14) Don't panic when your best friend falls INTO a table.
15) Go back to Korova by yourself because you doubt that walking up the stairs to go to the toilet is a good plan.
16) It's 3am. Time to vomit.
17) Have your best friend tell some guy that his name is not a name, it is an emotion. "Sigh" or "Si".
18) Gowans: "Can a hae your sacks?"
19) Walk hame barefoot.
20) Your feet. So try to hail an Ambulance as a taxi.
21) Either text boys to ask them to "stay over" or simply shout them because "Aberdeen isny that big, they'll probably here."
22) Phone for help when two Polish/..Frenchmen try to end your life. P.s, thank you Mike.
23) Don't sit on someone's motorbike. The alarm WILL go off and the owner WILL shout at you while you try to retrieve your lost heels and run away for dear life.
24) Arrive at your destination. Get naked. "Multi-spoon" your fellow companions.
25) Decide that you want to pranky someone. So, text there best friend, knowing that they are with them and ask for there number. They will NEVER find out who it was.
26) Start a rival clothing company, name it "Boner over Rory".
27) There's no point in asking if a song that contains the words "Tease me" is by Shaggy. It will be.
28) NEVER sing a song called "Your name is Smit, you are in ASD. You're glasses steamed up, when you looked at me."
29) Nor say, in the style of Shaggy, "It wasny me" after every single line in every single song.
30) There's no point in your texting your boyfriend because "everyones getting nailed apart from me." You will jynx your friends chances.
31) Don't doubt Matty Hoods identity. He will tell you to fuck off.
32) Don't send two people the same sext message. "you wanna stay at mine the night??" Two question marks. Nae kisses.


several hours later:
Victoria Gowans:
"I can't believe we slept till 11 o'clock."

Vicki Cockburn:
"I can't believe i'm such a whore."

We have seventy dollars and a pair of girls underpants. We're safe as kittens.

This Friday's blog is sponsored by my favourite director and screenwriter John Hughes, who died this morning aged 59 from a heart attack.

I don't think i can put it into words better than my darling friend Vic when i told her the news this morning.

"I am truely devastated, that man was like Jesus to us."

Yep, that basically sums it up. John Hughes was my HERO. There has, in my opinion, never been a man who captured so much of a generation right through his career. Iconic movies like The Breakfast Club, Weird Sciene, Sixteen Candles, Pretty in Pink and Ferris Bueller's Day Off shaped the 80's and gave us the group we know today as "The Brat Pack". He also wrote Home Alone, Mr Mom, Flubber, Uncle Buck and Beethoven, so the man had skills. So i am genuinely quite upset. Sure the last thing he did was Drillbit Taylor which, although i haven't seen, i have heard is less than stellar.

So John Hughes we salute you !

For your kickass movies, soundtracks, characters and quoteable one liners. Oh and also for bringing Andrew McCarthy and Jon Cryer into my life!!

"I am now, and will forever be, a Duckman"

My friends come first. That's the bottom line.

Making my life every day.

"You were so drunk last night you thought you force pushed the automatic door open."

Firstly, i didn't do TILF yesterday, MY BAD !
Last night was amazing. Like the best night i've had in oh so long !

The best people in my life were all there and the banter was top form. From Ella's perfect conversation, to Miss V's epic one liners, Nothing compares to Miss Plew's when you get some Beyonce on the go, Jamielee makes the best punch, Suzie makes me laugh like a kid my Wife's the most wonderful girl i know. I love her too much.

Boyhalf got a haircut yesterday and it looks SOSO good! I'm a pretty lucky girl :) I can't ever put into words how amazing i think he is and how in love i am. But everyone knows we're a forever kind of thing and i'm so happy.

the Klub was soso good, top props to Ben and Hendo for keeping my ass on the dancefloor for basically the entire night! Pour Some Sugar On Me made me DEEEELIGHTED !!
Being told how pretty i looked by everyone was pretty neat too haha !

Last night i saw someone i don't see often but who for about ten months i've hated so much. I saw her and didn't feel a thing. No anger, no fear, no bitchiness (well maybe a little) and it felt kind of awesome. It's been so long since i last saw her (I've seen her about 3 times since the whole breakdown of our "friendship") i didn't even realise it wouldn't affect me anymore. SCORE ONE FOR ME.

I've spent all morning watching Whitesnake videos on Youtube. I have yet to understand why. AT ALL.
Fuck it.
I love Whitesnake.
And basically a whole lot of other 80's hair metal bands i should pretend i don't.

Oh i also will love this FOREVER.



"Never trust a big butt and a smile"
I should come with that as a warning label!


xoxo

By now you know what this is about....

Friday Friday Friday.
This week i have been a bit of a recluse, BLAME the last week before payday. Boo!!
I did however manage a couple catch up's with Schmoo and saw my little brother a LOT. Also bought him a present, which he'll get in due course. Saw Have Heart's last tour, except Pat wasn't singing for them which was sucky, but Steve still did a quality job of actually putting the show together so snaps for Steve.


The things keeping me sane this week,

Have Heart show, Cocktail catch-ups, "it was so cute when you were pretending to have willpower", Filthy conversations with Dayna, Prada pop-up shop, Sale shopping, Date night, Alexi Murdoch, Doing my 'Baby Got Back' booty shake in the Co-op aisles for Boyhalf's amusement, Meeting the little brother's new lady (she's fabulous FYI), 8-Bit Weezer covers, Being complimented on my style by strangers, Kirsty Allie's Twitter updates, 'stuff you will hate', Putting the final touches to "Operation Rabbit Hole" (NOT a euphamism) which should hopefully be launching next month!, Moustache sticks, The neon ring Miss V gave me that is now around my neck, Scar-Jo as a redhead.


pee ess.
I really miss the wifely one.
It feels like forever since a catch up and i feel like i'm missing several important organs.

Imitation is the sincerest form of battery.

So this blogger is sick.

We're talking full blown quarentine flying pig flu.

This a problem not only because i have missed two days of work now and will probably be roasted alive when i'm well enough to go back but also because i've been cut off from the outside world, which means i've not had much to blog about.

However lucky me managed to have a pretty fantastic weekend before catching the dreaded lurgy and becoming a shell of her former fabulous self.

My saturday was the best i've had in such a long time. Had a girl's night in with Miss V and the best one of the best ones, my wifey. We educated her in 80's cinematic masterpieces such as Pretty in Pink and Sixteen Candles, ordered lush chinese and drank enough cider to fuel a soho bar on a busy weekend.

Then came 1am. That time of night where you're at a crossroads. You can go to bed knowing you had a good night, noone got hurt, you didn't make too much of a fool of yourself and you had a zero percent chance of getting arrested, OR you can take the other road.

If you know me, you'll be fully aware of which road we took.
It's the one that ended with these photos.

Yep. We entered a whole new era of class. One involving drinking champagne in a park at 2am in our pjs. Not bad for girls ages 19, 21 and 25. At least it wasn't Lambrini.

I really do love my girls.

This weekend me and Balboa have resolved to have a messy one. Britney meltdown messy.

This is what i'm looking forward to.

Here's a shock.

I still love 3oh!3 an exuberant amout and this song has been my most spinned lately making me dance around my sick bed.

and this song here i was introduced to by Beatso. Win.

Pee ess.

Blog title.

you might have my wardrobe but you don't have my style.

xoxo

Things i love friday

This weeks Things i love Friday is sponsered by Liam Neeson's particular set of skills in the movie Taken.
Liam Neeson is a close second to Gary Oldman for my hottest silver fox award, but Gary just pips to the post because to be fair, Sirius Black. Oh man. If you haven't seen this film i suggest you do it reminds me a lot of Man On Fire, if Denzel had kicked half as much as as Neeson, he takes NO shit. I swear.
Transformers tonight. Can't wait. Review winging its way to this blog when i get home from the movies, however i must warn you that the chances of me bad mouthing anything about this movie is pretty slim. I just fucking LOVE Transformers., And Shy the Beef, And Megan "95% legs" Fox

This week's honourable mentions are:
Liam Neeson, my pasta cooking skills, Rb's cute nicknames for me, Boyhalf giving me a weeks supply of Prawn Cocktail crisps since i'm an addict, Prison rules football, Thinking the singer in A Skylit Drive was a girl, Clearer the Sky's comeback, Finally having a working phone, Daleoncye, Fergowans, Planning my tattoo for next month and actual following it through this time, TNT show, Speaking french to police officers, Miss V's Ice Cream dress, Deaf porn, Power Thirst.

Songs of the week
Alexisonfire - Emerald Streets
Enter Shikari - Zzzonked
Katy Perry - Waking Up In Vegas
Jack's Mannequin - Swim