Liverpool with my Sister: 4th February 2010

Part One

Walked through the train station. Out into the open. Train station is freezing and I need a place to warm up; need a hot drink. I don't like Costa. Sod it do Costa; I can't it's too busy anyway. Too cold to go outside and find a cafe along the high street. Must warm up quick. Hmm let's try Upper Crust, last shot - Mocha £2.90, Croissant £1.40 - Mocha tastes crap, but it's hot - Croissant not bad. Uh, still cold! Thinking I need some jam or nutella. should have gone to Nero, they make great Mocha's and have such sweet Muffins. STILL FUCKING COLD! Need the loo, but it costs 20p, yes can you believe that it's no longer free to pee in fancy stations. Maybe if I peed myself I'd warm up, but then I'd be all wet - oooo all wet? I'm such a dirty bastard and at this time of the morning, it's not even 8am. Though maybe if I get horny, I'll get hot... or maybe not... as I do not want to be walking around Liverpool with a hardon, could you imagine the looks? Talking about sex at this time in the morning, all I need now is a Vodka before 12noon and I'm sorted. You know what really does my head in is that overhead voice at the train station; always wondered why it was a woman. Right, gonna go sit in the train station hall as it would not matter where I am as this place is too friggin cold. Observing people is better out here anyway as I can actually see more and there reactions. Really gets your creative mind going when you look at other people and there actions, plus it will get my mind off the cold.


Part Two

Jesus Christ this bench is frezzin, thought it was plastic, cause it don't feel like metal. Guy with funny walk just walked passed, though he couldn't keep his eyes off the girl with big... Oooo, hot guy... Mmmm nice ass! Whoops, got a bit distracted there. OMG! Mother and daughter just walked passed with matching coats. Wow, could that guy run any gayer. Fucking hate piegons, dirty little shits. Oooo, some cool video game on screen! Wow, shitloads of people just got off the train and still no Louise. They could do with massive heaters in a station like this... Oooo nice coat, Lou would like it, but it's purple, she likes anything purple! I hate guys with... another cute guy, nice eyes... right were was I? I hate guys with skinny jeans, okay I'm jealous cause I can't wear them, to be honest I don't I'll be ever able to wear them - I have always had stocky legs and most likely always will! Okay, my ass has gone numb! Damn, he's HOT!!! What's wrong with me, I should come here more often. I need to looking at the policemen, they'll think I'm weird; well I am weird, but that's not the point!

Okay, five A5's in and I'm still going, writings worse and however my ass is still numb. Also shivering now, but I am at least as cold as the the air around me, so I have passed caring. Ha! Just wrote "the" twice, stuttering while writing, now that's a new one. DEAD LEG! DEAD LEG! Leaning on my leg while I write. In a bit of pain, Ah! Ah! Ah, pins and needles to the extreme!!!

Part Three

Okay change of location and this location is much warmer, you would think quieter too, but there's a rattling fridge that is annoying the shit out of me. I'm in the Women's Hospital in Liverpool; my sister has come to get her blood's done. So sitting in the "Culture Cafe" as it is called, I mean "Cafe Culture", but does it matter as either way it's not very cultural! You think they would have done the floor all one colour - "Ooops! Should have gone to SpecSavers!"

Shit! This coffee is strong and the cups are shite too and the spoons are massive! News Bulletin -*Hospital cafe cut backs on plastic tea spoons* And nevermind pregnant women, I think they're doing pregnant men here too; or Liverpool is just full of a lot of fat guys. Okay the gayest doctor has just walked in, every colour or shade of pink striped shirt, with baby pink braces and brown pants and dark brown shoes. OMG!!!

Seriously why am I drinking this coffee, at £1.17 (which I find an odd price) it's not worth it. But at least I am a lot warmer, so I can't complain; MUCH! I also thought that staff in a hospital should smile, not make patients more depressed. Though it does make me giggle, that they are so miserable even when you make the effort to make them smile. It's too quiet in here, no one is giving me anything; miserable bastards! Might go and sit in reception, so I can see more!

Part Four

Now sat in reception and much more quiet, despite the fact there are many people walking around. Like the vending machines, why did I not get a coffee from them or a hot chocolate? some guy just sat down in front of me, may sound profound, but the first thing I noticed about him was the size of his crotch! ANYWAY... I love sitting in a reception area, especially when people are loud and even though you have no clue what they are talking about it's strangely useful. Ooo, maybe I should go into reporting, I've been really observant today. Paying attention to people, objects and details that DO NOT concern me. It's amazing the things you observe about people - like you know what kind of person they are, you see a wedding band - you know they are committed, they have a weakness at the same time to protect they loved ones, they can compromise with anyone and they will argue if you bring up a healthy debate. No wedding band, they may not give a shit or be really intimidated by someones actions and also be quite clumsy. Okay, I'm being very judgemental, but you can notice a lot in a person from watching there actions and by this sum up what attributes they have.

Okay Lou's back and I'm finished writing for the day...