the youngest of my siblings finished the last of her GCSE's, and with it her compulsory education this morning.
there are no words to describe how old this makes me feel.
of to have my hair dyed/food cooked for me in a few hours, then its off to the Ebly'booza for a pint and banter with locals of village life and freak-chic pretense.
life's heres a riot
adrenochromelog - I tried to call you in relation to the above, so, yeah, come to the pub bitch.
in other unrelated news, the heat finaly drove me to do it. i have the body of a small child, and,
id like to say i i felt some kind of zen like tranquility from this, but the truth is i still feel little other than hot.
maybe a full body-razor wasnt budda's secret, after all.