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for me it's probably a warburtons white floured loaf. you know, the one that comes in the see-through packet.
bad things that happened to me today
- i fell down the stairs this morning and hit my head off the shoe cupboard
- got laughed at for doing so
- had three exams
- did woefully in three exams
- someone went high five! and i was like YEAH FRIENDS, then they were like to the side, down below, TOO SLOW, and i missed and failed.
- i spilt cheapy energy drink down my top and it was really cold and i made a right stupid noise and now i'm all sticky and my brothers taking ages in the shower.
anyway, I've had a pretty crap day so far
I've done absolutely nowt
if we're talking in bread terms I'd say a crouton thats been bathing in the worst soup of all time
my sister just said I have the eyes of a HUNGRY OWL and big massive Pete Doherty hands :((
so about a 4. Came back up from the countryside today, bought records, goofed over recordstore man, had an icecream smoothie. Am now listening to said records.
it was lovely and warm i guess, and managed to secure a job for the next few weeks. downside to job is i must get up in the AM
it's really flexible. from a mouldy old ciabatta, so a staling baguette, to some lovely tiger bread.
living in a seaside town is awful, especially in the summer.
hundreds of tourists clogging up public transport, everything doubling in price, not being able to get a shady spot anywhere in public, fat wimmin in bikinis.
And my chest went red in the sun. But I also sat in my friend's garden for a while drinking coffee which improved it, so my day was a wholemeal loaf. Could've been better, could've been nice white toast, but you can't have everything.
But I just washed and dried it and it looks nice now, so my day's now a bagel. Pretty good :)
yep, you heard. Three thousand.
For some reason Philip Wilding seems to have made friends with me over the past few months, mainly to take the piss out of me on facebook. But he just asked for me to send him the link to my story again so he can check it out and maybe show some big writing types.
He is the nicest famous person in the entire world. I love him even though his nickname for me is Fucky.
some other writing contest, so he said he'll find out what it is for me. Then I offered him a bribe to let me win. I'll be sure to send you the link and a list of accepted bribes when he gets back to me.
From what I hear he's a lothario so we may have to send him call girls?!
my nan taught me if you want a job doing well, do it yourself.
Wise old nan
Ate really well, ate lunch in the garden, walked in the sunshine, got some new stamps with endangered flowers on, sat in the botanic garderns for 3 hours writing a play, went to the Rio cafe and spoke to an old man for twenty minutes and he said i was a nice girl :), went for a cycle and sat in kelvingrove park writing.
a very optimistic day.