somuchrain

I'm feeling shite today. I am grumpy and not pleasent to be around and am not enjoying any of the things that normally pass my time. It's miserable hot and buggy. My housemate's girlfriend, Liz, is over for the night. She's been gloriously absent for a while. One of those people who just sits in the room and talks over everyone with nonsense that's got nothing to do with what anybody is talking about and bums everyone's tobbaco and ... she's really one of the most irritating people I've ever met, well, I'll just start typing what's going on in the room right now, maybe you'll get the idea.

Theis: Something's off, it started on the up, I'm trying to make it start on the downbeat.
Dan: I wasn't picturing it with any drums at all when I wrote it.
Liz: God, New Hampshire sucks, it's just so .. sucky.
Theis: Cheaper tobbaco.
Liz: Not that much cheaper.. charlie you have something on your foot let me tickle you.
Theis: So over the C# it's on a downbeat.
Brian: John Galliano sort of sucks, doesn't he?
Theis: Yeah, he thinks he's a rockstar..
Liz: Wait who?
Theis: John Galliano
Liz: He makes Dior right?
Brian: He makes clothes.
Liz: Wait, who?

blah blah fucking blah. She talks like the writer of <i>Clueless</i> vomited into someone's mouth. .. ehh fuck. i'm in a shite mood so feel free to do something to make me forget she's talking. need distractions.