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"fuck me i just had a really good idea"
does anyone else say things like that out loud to themselves?
i was reading back an old lj entry from 20/03/05 and theres a comment thread about calling cards... and i was twittering on about how people dont use them because if they get a lot how do they relate the person to the name
i now want calling cards that have my name and details on the front and a space on the back to write out how they know me... like how us messy and shy girls give boys nicknames for reference purposes 'pink haired boy' etc.
Amanda Smallwood
'the chick you see at gallery openings who brings her own vodka'
'the sarcastic one with the big fringe'
'the girl you danced with last night and said you'd call'
'the girl you wanted to be with but just didnt get around to'
i can write them out as i hand them out... how i think you'll remember our chance encounter... and why you might get back in touch
im having a very confusing christmas
but its actually been quite good...
i dont understand how things seem to get so messy from the second i get back down to cambridge though... it seems pretty weird
in glasgow nothing much of anything happens... im back in cambridge for like 9 days and i have 3 possibly very confusing situations on my hands!
im trying not to think about any of them... just wait and see... and still... not hold my breath... taking it with a pinch of salt... trying to forget anything even happened... or didnt happen
i dunno... i feel stupid thinking about it and talking about it now... because who knows what'll happen in the near future... let alone the distant future
i think i'll disect everything after ive had a bit of space from it
haha just found a genius and very apt post i made way back when
http://sillyrabbittrix.livejournal.com/21410.html
nice
speaking of space... tomorrow im off to 'sunny' brighton (i remember i sent a postcard back last time i was there (6 years ago or something) saying 'greetings from sunny brighton'... wrote it in a cafe near the pier where we sat and couldnt drink tea because there was a power cut down the front because it was so windy and rainy...
the heady days of being 17 year old in brighton for a week...
im just going down until saturday this time round... should be fun to keep chris company for a couple of days!
speaking of which i really should start thinking about packing! oops...
"and the dirtiest of dirty words... hope"
now where is that quote from?!
does anyone else say things like that out loud to themselves?
i was reading back an old lj entry from 20/03/05 and theres a comment thread about calling cards... and i was twittering on about how people dont use them because if they get a lot how do they relate the person to the name
i now want calling cards that have my name and details on the front and a space on the back to write out how they know me... like how us messy and shy girls give boys nicknames for reference purposes 'pink haired boy' etc.
Amanda Smallwood
'the chick you see at gallery openings who brings her own vodka'
'the sarcastic one with the big fringe'
'the girl you danced with last night and said you'd call'
'the girl you wanted to be with but just didnt get around to'
i can write them out as i hand them out... how i think you'll remember our chance encounter... and why you might get back in touch
im having a very confusing christmas
but its actually been quite good...
i dont understand how things seem to get so messy from the second i get back down to cambridge though... it seems pretty weird
in glasgow nothing much of anything happens... im back in cambridge for like 9 days and i have 3 possibly very confusing situations on my hands!
im trying not to think about any of them... just wait and see... and still... not hold my breath... taking it with a pinch of salt... trying to forget anything even happened... or didnt happen
i dunno... i feel stupid thinking about it and talking about it now... because who knows what'll happen in the near future... let alone the distant future
i think i'll disect everything after ive had a bit of space from it
haha just found a genius and very apt post i made way back when
http://sillyrabbittrix.livejournal.com/21410.html
nice
speaking of space... tomorrow im off to 'sunny' brighton (i remember i sent a postcard back last time i was there (6 years ago or something) saying 'greetings from sunny brighton'... wrote it in a cafe near the pier where we sat and couldnt drink tea because there was a power cut down the front because it was so windy and rainy...
the heady days of being 17 year old in brighton for a week...
im just going down until saturday this time round... should be fun to keep chris company for a couple of days!
speaking of which i really should start thinking about packing! oops...
"and the dirtiest of dirty words... hope"
now where is that quote from?!