What's everyone up to right now?

[Edwardo Piet]

You're welcome, you're being sweet already

[*Deidre*]

You're welcome, you're being sweet already

*blush* how are you?

[Cyberman]

What a fucking day from hell. Started off sleeping through the alarm, so already running late. Everything I touched either fell over or fell apart (I dreaded going to the toilet). I missed every single bus I needed to get over to meet Shell. The whole point was to look around Birmingham for something to finish off my Hallowe'en costume (the Billy puppet from the Saw series) for going out to a club tonight. That's when I wished I'd brought my bedside table with me, because I'd left my wallet on it.

Anyway, having sorted all that out, we went to visit friends. There was a guy there I'd never met before name of Tony, a friend of one of the friends. He seemed ok, a big guy and a bit lairy but otherwise nothing much. We hadn't been there ten minutes before he was mouthing off and trying to wind Shell up. He got very aggressive and threatened to hit her, so I basically said we were best off leaving as we no longer felt welcome. It was around then that he jumped up from his seat, fair flew across the room and just belted her across the face, a real hefty slap, hard enough to give her a black eye. Nobody thought he'd really go that far. She was in tears and I had by now got up and wanted to just fucking pail the bastard, I was torn between laying into him and going out of the door to fetch her ex, who had popped to the shop just prior, to help me take him down. This Tony cunt must have thought I was offering him out, because he then came over to me and again without warning just started punching me in the face. It was more love taps than anything else, and I backed off with my hands in front of my face, not out of fear or anything, just to say "what the fuck are you doing?"

I don't know whether he grabbed his shit and left at this point or if it was immediately after, but I never saw him after that. Dan, the ex, came back about a minute after the attack and saw me lying at the foot of the stairs, nose pouring blood down my shirt, Shell on the settee in shock and fuck knows what else. We spent the next couple of hours in the local police station giving statements. The Violent Crime Squad will be picking the bastard up if they haven't already and we will see him in court. He even threatened to come to her house and kick off if we went to the police. Fucking piece of shit.

We're both ok, more shaken up than actually badly harmed, and just trying to recover with some sleep (still not the same bed though - ). And we never did get the chance to go out like we'd planned.

Hope everyone else had a less stressful Hallowe'en.

[*Deidre*]

What a fucking day from hell. Started off sleeping through the alarm, so already running late. Everything I touched either fell over or fell apart (I dreaded going to the toilet). I missed every single bus I needed to get over to meet Shell. The whole point was to look around Birmingham for something to finish off my Hallowe'en costume (the Billy puppet from the Saw series) for going out to a club tonight. That's when I wished I'd brought my bedside table with me, because I'd left my wallet on it.

Anyway, having sorted all that out, we went to visit friends. There was a guy there I'd never met before name of Tony, a friend of one of the friends. He seemed ok, a big guy and a bit lairy but otherwise nothing much. We hadn't been there ten minutes before he was mouthing off and trying to wind Shell up. He got very aggressive and threatened to hit her, so I basically said we were best off leaving as we no longer felt welcome. It was around then that he jumped up from his seat, fair flew across the room and just belted her across the face, a real hefty slap, hard enough to give her a black eye. Nobody thought he'd really go that far. She was in tears and I had by now got up and wanted to just fucking pail the bastard, I was torn between laying into him and going out of the door to fetch her ex, who had popped to the shop just prior, to help me take him down. This Tony cunt must have thought I was offering him out, because he then came over to me and again without warning just started punching me in the face. It was more love taps than anything else, and I backed off with my hands in front of my face, not out of fear or anything, just to say "what the fuck are you doing?"

I don't know whether he grabbed his shit and left at this point or if it was immediately after, but I never saw him after that. Dan, the ex, came back about a minute after the attack and saw me lying at the foot of the stairs, nose pouring blood down my shirt, Shell on the settee in shock and fuck knows what else. We spent the next couple of hours in the local police station giving statements. The Violent Crime Squad will be picking the bastard up if they haven't already and we will see him in court. He even threatened to come to her house and kick off if we went to the police. Fucking piece of shit.

We're both ok, more shaken up than actually badly harmed, and just trying to recover with some sleep (still not the same bed though - ). And we never did get the chance to go out like we'd planned.

Hope everyone else had a less stressful Hallowe'en.

Oh my gosh, Stimbo. Sorry to hear this!! I hope things work out. What a day you had.
Hugs. 

[SteelCurtain]

Fuck that dude. Wow. I'm sorry you had to deal with that Stimb.

[Kitty Galore]

Laughing my ass off.

Happy Halloween!

[ErGingerbreadMandude]

I think I might die of laughter from A69

[Longhorn]

Trying to get 'actual cannibal Shia LaBoeuf' out of my head after seeing it for the first time yesterday. Failing.

Also currently being amazed at the sudden realization that some people really piss me off

[Alex K]

What the hell Stimbo. What was that guy on about?!

[BrianSoddingBoru4]

What a fucking day from hell. Started off sleeping through the alarm, so already running late. Everything I touched either fell over or fell apart (I dreaded going to the toilet). I missed every single bus I needed to get over to meet Shell. The whole point was to look around Birmingham for something to finish off my Hallowe'en costume (the Billy puppet from the Saw series) for going out to a club tonight. That's when I wished I'd brought my bedside table with me, because I'd left my wallet on it.

Anyway, having sorted all that out, we went to visit friends. There was a guy there I'd never met before name of Tony, a friend of one of the friends. He seemed ok, a big guy and a bit lairy but otherwise nothing much. We hadn't been there ten minutes before he was mouthing off and trying to wind Shell up. He got very aggressive and threatened to hit her, so I basically said we were best off leaving as we no longer felt welcome. It was around then that he jumped up from his seat, fair flew across the room and just belted her across the face, a real hefty slap, hard enough to give her a black eye. Nobody thought he'd really go that far. She was in tears and I had by now got up and wanted to just fucking pail the bastard, I was torn between laying into him and going out of the door to fetch her ex, who had popped to the shop just prior, to help me take him down. This Tony cunt must have thought I was offering him out, because he then came over to me and again without warning just started punching me in the face. It was more love taps than anything else, and I backed off with my hands in front of my face, not out of fear or anything, just to say "what the fuck are you doing?"

I don't know whether he grabbed his shit and left at this point or if it was immediately after, but I never saw him after that. Dan, the ex, came back about a minute after the attack and saw me lying at the foot of the stairs, nose pouring blood down my shirt, Shell on the settee in shock and fuck knows what else. We spent the next couple of hours in the local police station giving statements. The Violent Crime Squad will be picking the bastard up if they haven't already and we will see him in court. He even threatened to come to her house and kick off if we went to the police. Fucking piece of shit.

We're both ok, more shaken up than actually badly harmed, and just trying to recover with some sleep (still not the same bed though - ). And we never did get the chance to go out like we'd planned.

Hope everyone else had a less stressful Hallowe'en.

Oh, yeah?? Well I ran out of clean socks yesterday.

Seriously, that's awful. Hope it gets sorted soon, and this eedjit gets what he rates.

Boru