Jan 03, 2006 11:03
Heather Duke:Veronica, why are you pulling my dick?
I'm off to the wonderful Whitby today with Jen & Samba. I'm still sat around in my psudeo comfortable pj's. Its 11 o'clock we are going at 12. I'm not tired surprisinigly. I should be I was awake until 5 watching Requiem for a Dream, ahhh sweet Jared. This was after I woke up at 2 and thought it would be a grand idea to do English Language revision, so I sat chewing my toothpicks and surprisinigly doing work, did a lot.
should I take this as a sign? a van just drove past emblazened with the words: REALITY.
Read for a while some how my eyes were pulled away from Jared into sleep.
I'm excited about today. I've only met Samba (Emma) once at the FYR gig which was fun and I only call her samba because she owns a pair of adidas sambas. Its always nice to see Jen though she came over the other night and we watched Heathers and drank chai latte. She swooned over my Haruki Murakami's. I made her toast all in all a good night was had.
I am going to dress.