I dreamt of lost acquaintances, fired up tempers and sweat soaked sheets. Heat poured through the walls and the ceiling and I awoke tangled and alone. Summer is coming with a vengeance this year and I will be retreating to Eastern Europe to deal with it.
... If Livejournal will go the way of Myspace... I can't remember the last time I logged into Myspace and all I seem to use these days is Facebook and Twitter...
Christmas carols... over work speakers.... must... not.... listen
*puts MCR on instead*
Ahh much better. I must be one of the least christmassy people I know. Christmas is about drinking baileys for breakfast, margaritas for lunch and being asleep by 2pm.
Dont run across the street wearing no underwear and shorts that are too loose. You look stupid holding them up and getting money out of a wallet to pay for mars bar pods.
Im fairly unsociable. Actually I lie, not unsociable - however its a bit of a mission to get me to come out (in the city, let alone Thornbury) but Saturday night I was led to a 'Party at a Mansion
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