First Saturday post - 28/11/09

Hello everyone! This is me blogging finally after saying I'd do it regularly after I first joined. 'mibi no eh'. Going to make a post about shenanigans from every Saturday night I'm out, which, lets face it, will be every bastarding one of them up till about 2030.

Last Saturday was quality. Met Emma for the first time on my train into town when I was going to, yep, you guessed it, Georgics Public Bar. That was after showing Emma where to go to get the train to Airdrie.

After a few drinks in Georgics with the Clyde lads we headed for the 2:18 train to Broadwood for the Scottish Cup tie with Livingston, and ended up in the stadium about 3:01, and back out at about 3:31, after the game getting abandoned. Good riddance cause we were playing shite and heading out the cup early doors, again.

After watching the rest of soccer saturday me, Ross, Scott, Kev and Raff got a people carrier back into Glasgow, and to our amazement, Georgics was shut. Dunno where Kev and Scott went but Me, Kev and Raff headed for Europa, which was the temporary residence of D.Stirling, L.Milne and a couple of other people. At one point I bought a pint, and was just about to sit down to drink it, when everyone got up and walked out, leaving me bewildered as to where they were going. I drank my pint quicker than Emma Henderson drops her skants in the bedroom, and went to catch up with them. Nowhere to be seen. So I phoned Raff and, as I mildly predicted, they were up at the Ark.

So I made the quick jaunt up there and met them, and after about half an hour, Gavin (jubilant after Airdries 4-0 Scottish Cup success) and Emma (devastated after QOS's 4-0 Scottish Cup humiliation) came in and met us. So we got a couch, drank and chatted away. The usual. Then I walked down to Europa to meet Jamie for the first time. Decent guy.

After the Ark we moved onto Europa, where Gavin was getting increasingly annoyed at me just being my pished self, and ordered me to go home. Suffice to say I point blank refused his order meaning he phoned Kev to see about his whereabouts, which was indeed Ingram Public Bar. So I walked/staggered down there to meet him, and shortly after we exited with J.McCone and L.Milne to go to, much to my astonishment, a fucking gay bar! Thank god I got ID'd by the bouncer, or I'd of been left with either the choice of strolling about town on my own, or sitting in a fecking gay bar with 3 fellow Clyde fans. Thankfully Kev decided against going in and we headed back to Europa, via a shot on the chairplanes. Which was good fun.

Back in Europa we saw Gav, Jamie and Emma still in there, so after ordering a pint we went and sat with them. The said pint didn't last long, with my doing something really bizzare and smashing the tumbler in pieces. After it smashed we made the quick exit to Sammy Dows where there was a karaoke on. Kev shat it to sing but I kindly put my name forward - the choice of song being 'Can't help falling in love with you - Elvis Presley'. I THINK I done quite well.

So that was it really, another Saturday night on the piss and it was another good if unspectacular one. Ended with me forgetting to get off at Lenzie station and having to stay on till Croy and stay with Kev.

Boy I can fucking tell a story eh!

New post coming whenever I can be arsed.

Muir x

Welcome

I'm bored and decided to make a blog. Not much to say the now except, it's going to be better than Raffs.

Muir x