G. has, accidently I presume, taken my cashcard with him camping to a place with no phone signal.
This would not be too bad if I had a, money on me, b, food in the house, c, milk or d, more than 2 cigarettes.
As it is I can only look forward to a stomach aching, nicotine deprived weekend.
With no tea.I'm not ashamed to say I cried for 5 minutes
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I thought of you last night when watching Dr. Who (S3) and D turned to look at me during the long Doctor/Jack speech and started giggling and said "so gay". Because they are.
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No tabs at co-op. It just ain't that friendly a place. Oh well. I managed to scrounge enough to buy milk so I now have tea at least.
How is your fine self.
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really? those schmucks. but tea is good. sofa change?
I am ok. tired and hungover from painkillers but I just finished cleaning my house so I can start reading the last of the remixes now.
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*note to self - find richer friends*
I could clean. That would be a free activity, but I'm conserving my strength.
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hahahahaha. um, yeah. I am now couch bound for the next few hours at least. I may get up to scavenge food. I may not.
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I merely want rich people with pockets that gape to sit on my sofa on a regular basis. This is surely not too much to ask for from life.
Or I could win the lottery/find a long lost very rich sultably old relation to shuffle of their mortal coil/sell my (not that great) body for (not that great) sex for (not that great) money.
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rich people are good for that sort of thing. not so sure about the relative bit though . . . I think part of that comment is illegal in about 30 states. except Alabama, because they are sort of tweeked.
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I'm planning to kill off the fictional relation and sell my body to fictional strangers.
Both of which I'm willing to bet are illegal in Alabama.
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I am sure they are not. the only thing illegal in alabama is playing the banjo in the tin tub on sundays. trust me.
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