urgh, brains, cognative facalties.
yesterday had lots of art. then there was saying hi to people in the pub. then I planned to go home, watch a film maybe and sleep. instead I went back to Tim's party, talked to random people and did tarot readings. i've no idea when i left other than it was later than i ought.
on the way home i was accosted by shamblies in the churchyard. i read tarot for them and they decided i was a vampire. i have no bloody idea what time i got back but i think it was close to 3am.
i was meant to be doing things today but i've cancelled them because i can't guarantee i'll remain conscious for more than five minutes. there was also a phonecall which i stared at and didn't manage to answer.
next door is having screaming rows of doom again and lots of sobbing.
when i've drunk enough tea there may be art. or their may just be passing out.
on the way home i was accosted by shamblies in the churchyard. i read tarot for them and they decided i was a vampire. i have no bloody idea what time i got back but i think it was close to 3am.
i was meant to be doing things today but i've cancelled them because i can't guarantee i'll remain conscious for more than five minutes. there was also a phonecall which i stared at and didn't manage to answer.
next door is having screaming rows of doom again and lots of sobbing.
when i've drunk enough tea there may be art. or their may just be passing out.