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Happy motthafunkin' birthday, Otley.
Oscar's party was gangster- I especially loved the pale russian dude.
I was in London all this weekend. I bought a new pair of jeans, a red dress thing and a shirt with the coolest print on it ever.
Just before we started shopping we went into this café on Portabello Road. They were slow with Linda 'the nurse''s food, so they gave us about 4 shots of vodka each (with orange juice at our discretion). Walking around the shops drunk is a very different experience. -D
We got home and ordered ourselves a japanese takeaway- nice! Sat and mum rented a film out (Lucky Number Slevin), which was awful in every way apart from the cinematography.
The next day we went for a walk to Wood Green, Alexandra Palace and Muswell Hill (my old haunts). We stopped for coffee and chocolate chip cookies at Crocodile Antiques and then went home (Linda and Sat's house) to get ready for Tina and Helen's BBQ. We sat in the sun talking and I had a seat collapse underneath me (in a funny way). There were spiders everywhere and it was windy, so I felt a bit nervous.
Then we drove back to Cambridge and I lost myself in my thoughts and stared at the lines in the middle of the road long enough for them to give the illusion that they are flicking backwards.
All in all- a good weekend.
Oscar's party was gangster- I especially loved the pale russian dude.
I was in London all this weekend. I bought a new pair of jeans, a red dress thing and a shirt with the coolest print on it ever.
Just before we started shopping we went into this café on Portabello Road. They were slow with Linda 'the nurse''s food, so they gave us about 4 shots of vodka each (with orange juice at our discretion). Walking around the shops drunk is a very different experience. -D
We got home and ordered ourselves a japanese takeaway- nice! Sat and mum rented a film out (Lucky Number Slevin), which was awful in every way apart from the cinematography.
The next day we went for a walk to Wood Green, Alexandra Palace and Muswell Hill (my old haunts). We stopped for coffee and chocolate chip cookies at Crocodile Antiques and then went home (Linda and Sat's house) to get ready for Tina and Helen's BBQ. We sat in the sun talking and I had a seat collapse underneath me (in a funny way). There were spiders everywhere and it was windy, so I felt a bit nervous.
Then we drove back to Cambridge and I lost myself in my thoughts and stared at the lines in the middle of the road long enough for them to give the illusion that they are flicking backwards.
All in all- a good weekend.