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so i woke up in beth's bed on sunday morning for the first time (not exactly beth's bed actually, the double occasional bed in the spare room that had been set up for us. awh) and i wascovered in white paint. it was all over my hands, arms, trousers, face and beth's too. this was puzzling. there were vague recolections of drinking some 70% cider moonshine, drinking more of it, then some falling over, getting quite muddy and then even vaguer memories of finding a puddle of paint on the floor. it took a while to remove the paint from under my fingernails and stuff, and my head became unfuzzier as i enjoyed beth's homecooked breakfast, the sun was shining, life was goooood. we had a brilliant day looking round all the cool places in brighton, got a nice tapas meal and a cab home... when we stopped at a traffic light, we saw a puddle of paint on the floor the exact same colour as what had been all over the place... we looked up at the wall across the road, and lo and behold... in massive letters, two seperate scrawls, CHRIS 4 BETH and BW <3 CD... that explains that then. the mud... thats a different story

the whole weekend was amazing, beth's parents seemed to like me, her dog seemed to love me, her friends are great. brendan benson was class and brighton is sooooo nice. my new trainers are great, but losing my train tickets on the way home and having to buy a new one sucked big time. then alterkicks tonight were sweet too.

heres a picture



thats all, im going to bed now... big weeks ahead.

love chris xxx





Replay on Friday: Lisa, Neil and Mark



Me with beard



Me with no beard, super fucked on crazy cider, cocktails and wine, with beth, and her best friends, hannah and sam.



Uh oh, the offending paint. pic of the graffiti coming soon i hope







and one more for good measure...