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FOR MY FIRST TRICK...

Sunday, May 15, 2005 1:21:37 PM

... I'm going to bore you all with how my day went...

Hmmm... what I did I get up to today... yesterday... whatever!

Well lets see... I lay awake this morning, tossing and turning because I got sunstroke the day before. (should have listened when parents said put suntan lotion on... and not laughed in their faces) So after several pints of water, I eventually got to sleep, only to be woken up at 9 due to the effects several pints of water had on me...

Went back to bed, planning on lying there for a wee while, but instead fell asleep again and dreampt that I was kept as a slave, used as a whore, my hair was chopped off and when I was rescued I was pregnant, but I lost the baby due to my hair being too short... or some such nonsense... the ending was fuzzy 'cause my dad woke me up ten minutes before we were supposed to be leaving. The result of which was me forgetting to put a belt on, spending the rest of the day pulling up my trousers and wearing odd socks - I swear it's the new in thing... everyone's doing it!

Drove all the way down to Troon (an hour), was bored to death at my grandparents house for two hours then drove all the way home again (an hour and a half due to "Sunday" drivers from England - not that there's anything wrong with English people... just Sunday drivers...) *sighs*

Then went into town to see A at King Tuts, (apparently I'd known for weeks, but first I'd heard of it was two hours before doors opening) Anyway... gig was good... supporting band was good... got hug off supporting band's (Instruction) lead singer (no idea what his name was) got plectrum off Mark out of A (even has his name on it and A) and lead singer of Instruction and autograph (didn't even know the band or the dude...) and am now sat waiting for my ears to stop ringing so I can go to bed... which is why you've had to endure this painful recall of my day...

....

They're still ringing... and I've run out of things to say... except I'm hungry... and I want to write fanfiction... hmmm...

*wanders off to find food, hoping to find my muse in the fridge as well*

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