it's a bright and sunny morning and rachel and me are listening to depressing music (the cure) while i wait for divya to come back to our chat convi from drinking coffee or whatever she's gone off to do. i am reading 'please kill me' which is pretty depressing too as its about all the crazy things people in punk bands did when they were on cocaine or heroin or coming off them or taking substitute drugs while the girls who liked them cut themselves to get noticed blah blah blah...on the whole a good read :D
and now its old bright eyes. which is indeed more depressing than new bright eyes... i believe u rachellle. i do.
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"Heeeroooiiin, be the death of meeee
Heeeroooiiin, its my wife and its my liiife (something, something, blah blah blah) And then I'm better off than dead, (blah blah blah, something like,) I don't care about everybody puttin' everybody else down and all the dead bodies piled up in mounds" That song always cheers me up. :D
Hehe, I'm so glad I don't have to live in teenage Conor's head.
sorry! went off for coffee and then k came and had to help him print some stuff for his project. tom ok?
yeah fine :) send me the file for that website thing plis. i dont think i have it... :*
conor was depressed...now he just ponders things...
what, the mop thing? i'll try and find it from my zillion chronologically labelled dvds now. dyu rem when we made it? date?
yeah isnt that what we were talking bout yest?
WHEN, not WHAT, patti.
ah ok, good. i don't think i have a copy, rem we did some compli changing things and then burnt one copy... i dunno i also don't have the complete blt and mouk script.
anyhoo its fine. i found it. sent mail bout it.
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