Torn between wondering why the hell anyone would be friends with me and wondering why the hell I want to be friends with anyone else since my options for conversation seem to be "I'm crazy and everything's terrible", "I'm crazy and I'm fucking amazing let me tell you how amazing I am" and "Bluh
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(I have ALL THE FEELINGS about Sherlock right now, Del, I cannot even.)
Am due to be in London on Friday night! I kind of want to see a show that evening, but I will be Londoning all weekend. Are you free? I've missed you.
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My feelings involve a lot of squee-harshing so I'm trying to keep them off Livejournal for the time being. ;) It was quite a well-played emotional wringer all the same, though.
YES I AM FREE AT THE WEEKEND! I am seeing an important part of Ireland (or "Lindsey" as she's known to her friends) on Friday evening but Saturday and Sunday I am at your disposal and it occurs to me that I don't *think* I've ever taken you to Vintage Emporium?
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SWEET. Vintage Emporium is new to me, but I already like the sound of it. I have the not'boy's birthday party Saturday night, but afaik no plans during the daytime Saturday or Sunday. I will text you and we will shenanigan?
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It is a lovely little cafe near Liverpool Street station (which necessitates us going through a market made of WHEE to get to it) with a vintage clothing shop in the basement and it is full of delightful things and mismatched armchairs, I am pretty sure you'll be charmed. Also not that far from the Beigal Bakery (spelling deliberate). :D Indeed, text me - I am somewhat more likely to have my phone on me now than I usually am.
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