Episode Nine
Back after Christmas.
Straight to Carol’s.
Welcome back boogie night on the cards. All manner of lycra and boob tubage. On the lookout. Delicious boy with curly dark hair – T Rex type. Detected interest. Carol also besotted.
Awkward. Said she could have
friend – tall, blond and gormless type.
Wore mixed fibre jacket (what!) and clean jeans with sharp crease
(really?).
Grapevine info less than encouraging: Boy named Jerry, music student, attached,
far too good looking and knew it.
Carol poured large bottle of cider down neck and grinned
FOREVER. Went to watch boys on Battle
Star Galactica machine. Nice buns.
First sighting of Dave – Carol disappeared. Fateful snog in men’s toilets.
Sidled up to by John.
Didn’t like him much. Too cocky.
Penetrating stare. Not easy to shake off.
Deemed a dish by Carol. Couldn’t
see it. Invited me to room to drink
champagne. Had picture of girlfriend by
bed. Showed me his willy (I didn’t ask
to see it). HUGE.
Back to bar. Told
Carol – almost died laughing.
Played hide and seek in Union building, cider induced
puerile behaviour. Ended up being
entertained by Rugby club. Crass nudity
(theirs). Sobering.
Skipped home. One
turned ankle. La di da! Carol almost run over by bicycle. HILARIOUS.
Scary trees.
Cold. Brrrr!
Tea required and much lounging. Tittered and impersonated lecturers between splutterings. Carol passed out on bed clutching phone
number from Dave.
I ate it.
Went to Room – ate Big Soup from small can. Nasty.
Woke up late for Astronomy class. Staggered in to find Prof.
not there (infected). Much cursing. Staggered back and slept.
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