rainwolfkin

Noooooooooooooooooooo no no no no no. That was a sensible tv thing. Actually, I have lost my nerve. No streaking for me - I will save my furry belly just for you

That's half the problem - the rest of the world don't want it

I'm hazy on it too.

I think because Julia doesn't quite know where the party ends and what is 'truth'. I think she loved him, I'm just not sure how well she managed to seperate the two.

Whilst the book is anti-communist, pro-individual I think it has a spike in the tale, in that to be free you have to watch yourself. With Winston, his character sacrifices Julia to protect himself (do it to her).

They both do, but I thought Winston did it in a crueller way?

Ok. I'm happy to go wherever on the tube, and meet you there when you want.

thank you very much!

meeting up..I'll mull it over tomorrow and come back to you..you around Friday/Sat evening?

Really? Oh. Somehow, teasing you about wearing a dress no longer seems fun now that you have admitted you would do it

Hmm beat her up and tell her its in the spirit of primitiveness

those remind me of certain before & after polaroids from jeff's room in the terraces...do you recall?

you're so cute when you're fucked up...

love the glitter - Ill always drool for scars

sadly i eat lunch.....

due to the munchies

TO answer your question about the epic poem, the plot is pretty much as follows:

Sigismund is a lumberjack in Wisconsin and the son of Deitrich, the camp lumberboss. Deitrich is a well respected fellow who gained his position after saving the son of the company owner from a pack of wolves. One season the lumbercrew strays into unsafe land and are attacked by a Wendigo; a Native American cannibal giant who seems to embody the characteristics of winter. Most of the crew is killed including Deitrich. Sigismund and his band return to camp to find the slaughter; he immediatly declares that he will avenge his father and kill the Wendigo.

thats pretty much bare basics of the story. It might sound a little uninspiring, but then again so does Beowulf when you boil it down Hopefully mien wil lbe a tenth as good as the classic!

No fairrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr *snivel*

You have boobies to play with

Cool, may see you later then, be good to meet up with him too!

Thankyou for the BD wishes. my birthday did pick up
Are those scars up the side of your rib cage?? Looks really sauce

ya know, lunch hour should be like that everywhere

Hey..Mr Doggie is right, some of us Londoners care.

you think londoners hate you, youve never been in traffic in new jeresey huh, ive cursed out my own grand mom befor i realized who it was, ...bad i know but she couldn't drive

but other than that and maybe someparts of NY and ...alot actually of NJ, but still ive heard america was friendly, mystifys me.

that was joking. i am glad you liked the picture, and i love napoleon dynamite. its even funnier becuase i have in my life known people like many of the characters in it.

Well it sounds like all the break fun has now ceased lol...isn't it great working in an office I love it as much as you Good luck with getting it back to a state of order...and I really don't see whats so good about those little grape packs at M&S they say "RIP OFF" to me...but that me I guess...

So glad to be back on British soil eh

Nooooooo! I haven't taken my photo down! I don't know who has deleted it from My Pics box but I will put it back in tonight

I haven't yet decided what guns I am getting but my ultimate goal is to sit in a rocking chair on a veranda, polishing a shotgun and occasionally shouting "Get Off My Land" at strangers