I've moved, guys.

Go and friend ovidien

Or don't. That's completely up to you. =)

Woke up this morning with 'emo' and 'pain' written on my arm in red pen...remembered the joy of being emo with said red pen last night after a significant amount of wine and too much Green Day. Fran will wake up with multiple blotches of pink highlighter over her and Caz...Caz has many things written on her arm. One would think this were my cue to take a shower, since I crawled into bed some time almost twleve hours ago and there until this moment. Yes, I'm still in bed. But I've been playing on neopets for a while, because I like the games. I'm a sucker for online games.
Anyway, I fell over my clothes multiple times in the night. It is not wise to undress in the middle of one's very small bathroom, especially when one has been drinking and will no doubt need to visit the facility in the night. Alas.
Met a guy called Taf, he's very pretty and lives over the road. He was telling us how he'd been bollocked for breaking the door of Penn and that someone had told on him. Caz immediately blamed everyone but herself, the actual guilty culprit, on finding out who exactly Taf was and how beautiful he was. Got locked out of flat. Woe. Had to go back downstairs and wake everyone up to get a key off Ollie. Wrote shit on their fridge. I believe I may have scrawled 'I love girls' somewhere. And 'Taf is cool'. And I think I drew a penis and attempted some female genitalia. I'll find out soon enough, I expect. *queazy*
I don't think Caz and Fran are awake yet, which is sad because it means I'm lonely here, but it also means that perhaps I should shower and finish my archaeology essay, mayhaps. I've only got 1,300 ish words left, which should be peachy, but I'm just not in the mood to discuss the dead and their wordly possessions in a hole. I procrastinated all of yesterday, I really shouldn't continue this today. Bad me.
I had many many plans for today, but currently they're just pooing themselves away as I blob around my bed and try and summon the will to do something superb and mind blowing.

Tidy Room. Have Shower. Work. (Take last nights chicken out of oven. Plan.)

Yes.

I think I'm probably the only person to come out of GoF with a bunch of negative comments on it. I mean, it's better than the first three, but that's not incredibly hard. It was better the second time round, in all fairness, when I was surrounded by the gof_uk crew, but still...

And since a fair portion of people on my flist have reviewed with with stunning and glorious praise, I'm not going to put my cynical and at times pretty bitchy comments up for viewing, because I know there are certain people on my flist who don't know what an opinion is and I can't be arsed to go through the pain of trying to explain that I might think a wee bit differently.

However, if you want to talk about it, I'm always up for conversation. Come ping me. I'm always online.


Hope you all enjoyed yourselves over the weekend. Hope you all enjoyed all the shots of Seamus GoF.

muchos

Me

This is just so it's easier for me to keep track of myself. Please ignore.

( On Lust and other fucked up things )
Who do you love? Honestly.




I'm going to be gone for a while. I'll be around tomorrow, but then I don't know when I'll be back. I'll miss you. Some of you painfully ^-^
S'all.

D
xxx