i went to london this weekend to drop of my cat, see a show and some art and entertain my mum and cook lunch for my grandma. i am the best daughter ever. my mum told me so.
i saw lots of art. i nearly cried when i couldn't find Cy Twombly in the Tate but it was alright because i did in the end. i saw Michael Landys Scrapheap Services and it was great. i want to make art like that but i don't have enough money. i stole one of the little men because it got stuck in the bottom of my trousers.
my mum and i ate pizza after walking fast for an hour in the blazing sun because the tube wasn't running and we walked from embankment to leicester square.
what i bought this weekend, by michelle, 06-09-04
.x. trousers that make my legs look like jack skellingtons, just fatter.
.x. alexisonfire t-shirt that is too big.
.x. he said, she said book, in-a-gadda-vida catalogue, break-down - michael landy catalogue, damien hirst book.
.x. skull and crossbones pants and socks, more striped socks, nora - dreamers and deadmen, the bled - pass the flask, a ticket to see hellboy, lunch twice, breakfast once and a mango frappacino from the cute boy in starbucks.