Friday, June 30, 2006

It's the sound, of revolution in the bedroom.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

I went to Northampton today, my sister took her driving theory test. She passed with flying colours, as i knew she would. The dismally failed hazard perception test yesterday was just a fluke. I wasn't a happy chappy, it was sunny and i was all hot and lethargic. There was a nice dress i wanted, dark purple and long and lady diana-ish, and a white top thing. But all i bought was a bottle of 7up, which i instantly regretted when i noticed they had ace fruity smoothies in those plastic beaker/cup things with a hole for the straw you see cafe types strutting around with.

I'm probably going back to London again this weekend, (because i've been infected by music and the possibility of actually having a good night out) and some festival malarky the weekend after. Come one, come all, we'll have a party.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Come with me come with me, we'll travel to infinity.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

You know what's really funny? Like har har hahahahahaha?
That i do nothing to help myself.

I'm a whirlwind of destruction! What the ________________________________ fuck?

Monday, June 19, 2006

It didn't rain. I sit at the table and eat cheese flan and salad and little potatoes and apple and blackberry pie and chocolate cake and i'm just sick of answering the same questions of "how is university going are you enjoying it have your learnt anything where are you living next year?" "fine yes i love it hah (false laugh) i hope so in a house with six others it's a nice house."
And i know people are just being nice, showing an interest.

I have a headache and i'm sitting in bed under the covers, pulled right up under my chin and i'm listening to music in my headphones so it's all a secret.

There's a dead deer at the end of our road. My sister goes to her boyfriend's house, he's working at Wireless festival this week and so are some of our other friends and so am i.

Saturday, June 17, 2006

mmm-tsss mmm-tsss mmm-tsss mmm-tsss.
How do you write the sound of a drum machine?

So yeah, i'm listening to some music and trying to think of something to get my Dad for father's day. My sister and i had a very good idea but Asda let us down after we'd driven there and she bought shoes with bows on them and a pink dress but no present. Marks and Spencer let us down yesterday too, so it's back to the drawing board. Speaking of drawing, i did make him an excellent card featuring a very old photograph that he probably hoped would never see the light of day.

We're having some kind of family barbeque/lunch affair tomorrow. I've got to drive round and pick up my grandparents so that my grandad can have a drink. What if i want a drink? I think i'm going to need one.

When we came out of Asda, Rachel with her new shoes and clothes and me moaning about how hot it was, i noticed the purple storm clouds looming and thought how funny it would it be if it rains on the lunch tomorrow. crazycrazycrazycrazycrazy

she

makes

me.


("these contradictions are tiring me")

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

It's cold today, isn't it? There's a whisper through my hair.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

I've been ill. I've been asleep. We are sleeping.

Saturday, June 03, 2006

FULL STOP.

Friday, June 02, 2006

The way things used to be, of stuffy shops and my favourite magazines and all those discs in the packets that never bend, like scratchy surfaces and smooth skin. "She is the rain,
waits in it for you,
finds blood spotting her legs
from the long ride."

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Bye___________________________