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Pagzilla has gotten hot again. Score. My teenage pinup is back onform. He has finally cut his hair.
note: i know this makes me sound like a vapid teenie, but i don't have many music boy crushes, i'm allowed the odd one.
becky isn't here to share my humour at the gaylords i am going to see at ffaf and finch, dammit.
got an email from ruth about a band touring who are playing in ellesmere port. this amused me greatly. at whitby park of all places. hmmm. actually, i think they're from round here, i read an article ont hem in the pioneer a while back.
i am hermitting. Andy has pissed me off immensely, and I have no money. roll on next thursday, for my week long return to leeds where i shall live off £10. fun times. paul has promised me chinese food though so thats all good.
got my rent covered. which is a relief.
tom is whoring it up on myspace, its so so so so so humourous. his latest poseur picture was taken in our kitchen, our kitchen for gods sake. the least poseury place ever. he is a strange cookie that boy.
emily i have a horrible feeling jeanette winterson was at the Hay festival last year, and I never knew about it. Which sucks.
i'm reading catcher in the rye and its good. i need to find my library card so i can go see if they have any half decent books in the e.port lib. unlikely mind.
i ate healthily today until i was lured by a boost bar. damn.
i want my phone back. i can't use the one mum has lent to me. goddam forgetfulness in leaving my charger in leeds.
my feet hurt from wearing crappy shoes to work.
I'm obsessed with the new Kelly Clarkson song. Claires Accessories accross the wya play it all day. we aren't allowed music. So i hover near the front display when its on. I'm THAT sad.
note: i know this makes me sound like a vapid teenie, but i don't have many music boy crushes, i'm allowed the odd one.
becky isn't here to share my humour at the gaylords i am going to see at ffaf and finch, dammit.
got an email from ruth about a band touring who are playing in ellesmere port. this amused me greatly. at whitby park of all places. hmmm. actually, i think they're from round here, i read an article ont hem in the pioneer a while back.
i am hermitting. Andy has pissed me off immensely, and I have no money. roll on next thursday, for my week long return to leeds where i shall live off £10. fun times. paul has promised me chinese food though so thats all good.
got my rent covered. which is a relief.
tom is whoring it up on myspace, its so so so so so humourous. his latest poseur picture was taken in our kitchen, our kitchen for gods sake. the least poseury place ever. he is a strange cookie that boy.
emily i have a horrible feeling jeanette winterson was at the Hay festival last year, and I never knew about it. Which sucks.
i'm reading catcher in the rye and its good. i need to find my library card so i can go see if they have any half decent books in the e.port lib. unlikely mind.
i ate healthily today until i was lured by a boost bar. damn.
i want my phone back. i can't use the one mum has lent to me. goddam forgetfulness in leaving my charger in leeds.
my feet hurt from wearing crappy shoes to work.
I'm obsessed with the new Kelly Clarkson song. Claires Accessories accross the wya play it all day. we aren't allowed music. So i hover near the front display when its on. I'm THAT sad.