magxc

you read my mind, swangirl.

what shall we arm ouselves with? shit on sticks? rubberbands? knitting needles?

at least I'd die happy

i wanna purple balaclava. i'd bedazzle it & everything. i could make you one too, doll...*nudge* eh?

love the pictures cutie

The only hordes down here nowdays are the tourists. I dont think Im allowed to either drop napthma on them or charge them with broadswords. The Met Police have no sense of humour.
Well, I can only judge by your posts/journals, but you dont strike me as an angry person. Was it the thought of hordes of English students coming north to Scottish Uni's to escape our wonderful governments fee scheming?

you can always be both angry and placid.
can you tell me how you made your proflie pic do that.
please

I was hitting rocks up there too. I was out of it.


I just noticed your crush, class, buts whats wrong with tha wittle Radar dude?

yes, climb in behind my face. you've gotta twist my eye though...say the magic words & push in my nose.

Nope, thats not really bad at all. So, what do you think of the weather we've been having lately, and I was down the post office and you'll never guess what that women down at number 9 has done...she never?...oh, yes...oh I know...blahdy blah..

I tried to \m/ but without a lot of drink to keep me company and instigate a lurching, drunken mosh it didnt have the same feeling. curse saturday working.

what she manages to avoid mentioning is that she loathes consenus reality smalltalk but revels in geek/freak small talk

latest missions:
a-z using <insert subcultural music variety>

i have begun

singing I, I, I, I

I, I

I, I, I, I, I, I,

I, I

(or is that too many 'I's?)

i liked it okay, but i'll watch anything with teenage boys in it.

chngkngxprss, it's a good one...who could resist crushing on faye wong? i had forgotten about the man who fell to earth...i remember it freaked me out in a way that stuck with me for a while the first time i saw it.

Yep, the heathen Sais will yet learn to adore the Heather Ale. I've managed to supress the Sais side of myself away from the foul temptations of Wychwood Hobgoblin Ale and have been spreading the true word. Alas, the locals seem fixated upon Fosters, Kronenburg and, woe, even Stella.
Uhm, actually its only recently become easily available down here. I used to have to go to Oddbins and the nearest is bloody miles away, but now Waitrose, a handy 5 minute walk, stocks it as fast as I clear it. And its one of me dads favourites as well but he can't get it around Colindale, the poor bugger.
I also had been meaning to do that for a while, unfortunately I have the attention span of a peanut and am usually stoned or langered, which is terrible for my memory.

I never got around to watching that film, is it any good?

I'm pretty sure there was meths in there, and the sugar cube could have really been any white substance...

actually had a hangover the next day...

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