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Jul 27, 2005 11:47

Either Liverpool makes me miserable or I'm just miserable and in Liverpool. Both are irrational and annoying.

I had a few comical moments with the ongoing saga of 'chicks do DIY' (I'm sure there must be some special interest website on that topic). The saga began with me deciding I wanted a new bed, and then claiming that if my dad would buy said bed I would redecorate my room and make it all lovely so that guests could stay in it without it looking like an angsty teenager's bedroom. I regretted that as soon as I started having to sort through my tons of shit and trying to be strict with myself be throwing away old pieces of ribbon, beer mats and other 'souvenirs' which I suppose I didn't really need but might have come in handy one day. Anyway, I redecorated and made it all nice the last time I was down in Liverpool a few weeks ago. There was much hilarity with my friends helping me paint, strip fireplaces, sand etc. which we dubbed 'chicks do DIY' and decided that we should all wear tight white T-shirts and dungarees and film it for some special interest website.

Yesterday me and a few friends were trying to make wardrobes. They are now upright and wardrobe shaped but I think the top is on wrong on one of them. Which is a pain because the back is already screwed and nailed on and won't be coming off in a hurry. I will assault them again after I've finished pissing about on the internet.

Going to Cambridge at midnight tonight. I'll have to pack. Which means I'll have to unpack. But I need somewhere for my stuff to go first so I should try and finish the wardrobe. But there's only me and I'm only a little girl. I think I'm lonely. I shall put the tv on to keep me company and puzzle over the MFI instructions some more. Maybe after a little game of something.

Thats enough time wasting.
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