driving through knightsbridge was eductional.
in the window of the classy establishment that is FCUK, they'd 'cleverly' replaced words on album covers with fcuk.
bad enough, but then i saw...manic street fcukers - fcuk your enemy.
roy lichenstein is rubbish and i have a migrane from all the dots.
it's my sister's birthday, and i can't see her because i've got lots to do (though i'm not actually doing it).
i'm getting really bored with hooraying.
this wine is minging. my mother's taste is dreadful. perhaps it's too classy for me, after all it cost more than �3.99 from one stop.
pom says i look like brody dalle. conclusion = pom fancies me. again.
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