round up thus far

three twenty and sitting here on this stupid laptop whose mouse annoys the fuck from my very person.

wednesday : arrived. strutted thru london to the cure. want robert smith hair. got the train from paddington to exeter calling at every fucking station en route and annoying the crap out of me also. got into exeter and ended up going out to the vic.

thursday : went and saw old work colleagues. bought a jumper in h&m and haven't NOT worn it each day since. love it. hung out with shell a bit. went out to warehouse. got chinese on the way home. realised no part of my body is indivually larger than 32". oli made chinese guy comment. managed to dance one-armedly, imitate cunnilingus and create actions for almost every song with oli.

friday : timepiece for gemma's birthday. sang to morrissey with will, complete with actions. this chaaaaaaaaaaarming maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan. it's gruesome, doncha know?

saturday : meal for gemma's birthday. ate lots. complained about the service. was the only person at the table not to be offered pudding by waitress. came back to house, played music quiz thing. won spectacularly and then lost spectacularly. smoked up on the roof; proved to still be a complete lightweight. laughed FAR too much. got the whole speech-paranoia thing. tried in vain to explain how the roof was getting narrower as time progressed. had intellectual discussion with will about gemma's amélie poster. watched eddie izzard. watched will watching me watching eddie izzard. oh, LAWRENCE appeared on friday.

sunday : got out of bed at three. wondered where day went.

MEH.

updatedupdate later.