seriously, i swear, i'll stop doing it...... but i swear to god it was the most fun out i have had in years.
too much of everything but i danced until four in the morning, with beautiful boys and fabulous music.
and had no sleep, and my mouth stings from cigarettes and spirits... and i can't remember exactly what happened between 10 pm and 2 am. it comes back into colour around about then, with the cure and the smiths and the knife and shots of ... something strange.... burningly good... two boys eyeing each other across the room draping over me in order to avoid each other, wild wild dancing, socks and shoes and wandering through the mall looking and... sighs...
had a nap this afternoon.
listening to TV on the radio now, which i utterly adore.
going to print out readings once i have installed the printer on lachlans computer. for some pathetic reason my ibook is not accessing the broadband. it's infuriating.
no knitting at the moment. ..... i miss it.
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