Whatever I do, I do you wrong.
I'm not going to say anything about the American election here. Because my flist has already said enough and voiced my own thoughts far better than I could. But aren't we all pleased knowing the major world power is held by a stupid little bigot man? I sure know I'll sleep better knowing that...person has control of things. Blah.
Talk revoloution, as if it matters now.
Thank you, Billy.
I finally managed to get through the my grandpa the other night. I've been calling for about a week to see if Raen and I could spent any nights there. Turns out the reason they weren't answering the phone much was because my step-grandma had had a stroke. So, yeah, we're not staying with them.
6 days til I go to Melbourne. And the hostel is all booked for us. I cannot find my little Important Things To Have notebook anywhere. I was just looking though it the other day and now it is lost. The Precious is loooosssst! I actually never thought to ask the wonderful bottleofred where his house was so, yeah, a bit of stupid there on my part but we'll survive. I have to give him my mobile phone number but first I have to find out what it is. (Yeah, we never ever use this phone. It sits and gathers dust instead.)
saffronlie? We really must work out meeting plans. And when I find this stupid phone number you can have it too and we can send random SMS. If you want me, you'll probably find me in a CD shop. Razorblade Romance will be mine. Oh yes, it will be mine. I wanted to look around them more last time I was there but for some reason the family didn't approve of spending three hours looking at music. Weirdos.
I was in a good mood tonight but my characters have far too much effect on me. Desdemona has made me rather mellon collie melancholy and the infinite sadness.
I haven’t written any NaNo today. How naughty. And I have to do schoolwork before I do to bed to hand in tomorrow. And yet I’m not. Yeah. Go me. *smacks*
ETA: Keanu as Constantine? I had hoped that was just a rumour...
Talk revoloution, as if it matters now.
Thank you, Billy.
I finally managed to get through the my grandpa the other night. I've been calling for about a week to see if Raen and I could spent any nights there. Turns out the reason they weren't answering the phone much was because my step-grandma had had a stroke. So, yeah, we're not staying with them.
6 days til I go to Melbourne. And the hostel is all booked for us. I cannot find my little Important Things To Have notebook anywhere. I was just looking though it the other day and now it is lost. The Precious is loooosssst! I actually never thought to ask the wonderful bottleofred where his house was so, yeah, a bit of stupid there on my part but we'll survive. I have to give him my mobile phone number but first I have to find out what it is. (Yeah, we never ever use this phone. It sits and gathers dust instead.)
saffronlie? We really must work out meeting plans. And when I find this stupid phone number you can have it too and we can send random SMS. If you want me, you'll probably find me in a CD shop. Razorblade Romance will be mine. Oh yes, it will be mine. I wanted to look around them more last time I was there but for some reason the family didn't approve of spending three hours looking at music. Weirdos.
I was in a good mood tonight but my characters have far too much effect on me. Desdemona has made me rather mellon collie melancholy and the infinite sadness.
I haven’t written any NaNo today. How naughty. And I have to do schoolwork before I do to bed to hand in tomorrow. And yet I’m not. Yeah. Go me. *smacks*
ETA: Keanu as Constantine? I had hoped that was just a rumour...