Well, I woke up with a bolt at a quarter past Eleven, normally this would be a natural time to wake up but as I mentioned in yesterdays blog I had been trying to work up a group to gamble with me at the races. The thing is a few people had said yeah sure, you explain it all and we will have a right old laugh. I had told them all that they had to be outside Home Plus, the K.F.C corner before 11 to catch the free bus to the races.
I jumped out of bed and immediately threw up, I spent half a god damm hour dry retching before I could stomach some water and fuck off to the cab stand. I had no idea how to explain to the cabbie that I wanted to go the races so I thought I would take along the last weeks form guide in the hope that somewhere on the cover it said Busan Race track. So I hail a cab, explain what I want, he nods and I thought I was home and hosed but oh no, never be too sure about anything in this country. We drove for 10 minutes and I got dropped off outside a Video Parlour that had a spanking new advertisement painted on the front window advertising a bloody horse racing game! I jumped out, not even bothering another attempt at explaining and got in the next cab I found. This time it worked out just fine. I walk onto the track, find my mates and promptly fell over an elderly woman from South Africa. Talk about first impressions, she has only been in the city a few weeks and had met some people who invited her to the races!
Any way, saw a wicked little filly absolutely annihilate the field with an astonishing burst of power, it was just too bad that I could not figure out her name I'll have to get my Korean mates on to it.
Went to Busan for a birthday that night, Sunday evening went to Sasang for an Indian meal, I had the lamb, then back home and went to the movies and saw Ghost Rider, a bit of a let down.
Monday morning bought some "I'm sorry chocolates" for the boss, she had a good old laugh at my expense and made sure that everyone knew about it. She's a cool chick.
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Good lad, never say sorry with flowers, thats a direct ADMISSION of guilt rather than an offer of apology ;) Had breakfast with TOm last week - he's in fine form. Did the DVD turn up?
Nah looks like a no show, I thought I had sent you that game but I found the package all signed and sealed under my bed! I'll get round to it. Good ole Tom, he would be in fine form now that he is back in his hometown. Tell him to get a haircut and judging by those photos you sent me....big brother Bob.
those thieving cunts
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