Anyone packing for home yet?

Hold on, let me rephrase that. Head count: who's left? Say 'I'.

So where do you go when you die?

( private to Kairi, unhackable to all but Matt )

Fuck Wednesdays.

I remain unimpressed, Reggio Calabria! It's been a while since I've actually enjoyed going out clubbing. Way too long, as a matter of fact. I'm sick of seeing gloomy rejects mope over a glass of their cheap, watered-down excuse for alcohol. Might as well go back to where I came from; at least the lights are brighter and the booze runs thicker ( Read more... )

Come on.

Are you blondes just going to let them get away with it?

I have strategically placed pockets for a reason, dirty bastards ( Read more... )