trailer trash kp
Yes, yes it was fun. I failed to go to London on Friday night because I am LAZY and also because my better mind realised it made more sense not to - for various reasons.
On Saturday I trekked on the evil trains which were, as is the norm for me recently, hella evil. Eventually arrived in Primrose Hill to see lotsalotsa fun kids (for example: sami, lauren, benjamin, chris, jemermy, people whose names i've forgotten and, of course, Gen). We ate cookies and cheese and drink whiskey and vodka, I like Will Smith. I arrived at le maison de Katherine and Simon in perfect time for Kedgeree. We dressed up as trailer trash - this involved Kat giving herself a faux black-eye, Simon shaving his facial hair into a handle-bar tash and me making myself look like a crack-whore with lots of red eyeshadow. Fun! Ventured to the party where we drank and nattered and sang along loudly to Queen.
Monday night was pub quiz, as usual we didn't win. Yesterday I wrote a lot. I wrote good stuff that might make for a good article, but what with it being personal I doubt I'll let anyone see it. I might start a novel and use some of it for that - the only problem being that I don't think I have the attention span to write a whole novel. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
I spent this morning phoning every telephone in the office asking them if this was the right extention number and making a new list. Aside from being terribly boring, everyone now keeps laughing at me - heaven knows why, I was only doing my job.
Also, I've decided I'm going to buy Riber Castle and renovate it and live like Elizabethan royalty with lots of servants forever more. Riber castle is on the hill opposite where I work and looks like this:
Another thing: does anyone want to come travelling round Eastern Europe with me please?
On Saturday I trekked on the evil trains which were, as is the norm for me recently, hella evil. Eventually arrived in Primrose Hill to see lotsalotsa fun kids (for example: sami, lauren, benjamin, chris, jemermy, people whose names i've forgotten and, of course, Gen). We ate cookies and cheese and drink whiskey and vodka, I like Will Smith. I arrived at le maison de Katherine and Simon in perfect time for Kedgeree. We dressed up as trailer trash - this involved Kat giving herself a faux black-eye, Simon shaving his facial hair into a handle-bar tash and me making myself look like a crack-whore with lots of red eyeshadow. Fun! Ventured to the party where we drank and nattered and sang along loudly to Queen.
Monday night was pub quiz, as usual we didn't win. Yesterday I wrote a lot. I wrote good stuff that might make for a good article, but what with it being personal I doubt I'll let anyone see it. I might start a novel and use some of it for that - the only problem being that I don't think I have the attention span to write a whole novel. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
I spent this morning phoning every telephone in the office asking them if this was the right extention number and making a new list. Aside from being terribly boring, everyone now keeps laughing at me - heaven knows why, I was only doing my job.
Also, I've decided I'm going to buy Riber Castle and renovate it and live like Elizabethan royalty with lots of servants forever more. Riber castle is on the hill opposite where I work and looks like this:
Another thing: does anyone want to come travelling round Eastern Europe with me please?