drugs and grapes
well, rasberries anyway.
friends, Romans, countrymen, never EVER let me get stoned on my own. I end up dancing in the kitchen to Lock, Stock (yes, the film). I never dance. And before anyone says anything, moshing is less dancing as a state of being. I also get the munchies, decide to make cheese on toast, and SET FIRE TO THE OVEN. Great. so I've filled the flat with hash smoke AND fire smoke in the space of a few hours. wunderbah. I cleaned the oven and they'll never know. Unless of course, Nic happens to read this entry. shit. nm.
and I dropped molten cheese on my converse boots, they are well and truly wrecked now.
I even started fantasising about Dan Radcliffe. I'm officially a pervert.
off to watch the Isle of Wight festival on tele and probly dance/smoke some more. and sing at the top of my voice, hopefully in-key.
um, yep
friends, Romans, countrymen, never EVER let me get stoned on my own. I end up dancing in the kitchen to Lock, Stock (yes, the film). I never dance. And before anyone says anything, moshing is less dancing as a state of being. I also get the munchies, decide to make cheese on toast, and SET FIRE TO THE OVEN. Great. so I've filled the flat with hash smoke AND fire smoke in the space of a few hours. wunderbah. I cleaned the oven and they'll never know. Unless of course, Nic happens to read this entry. shit. nm.
and I dropped molten cheese on my converse boots, they are well and truly wrecked now.
I even started fantasising about Dan Radcliffe. I'm officially a pervert.
off to watch the Isle of Wight festival on tele and probly dance/smoke some more. and sing at the top of my voice, hopefully in-key.
um, yep