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And another thing...

Strange guy with coke. We were eating out last night, and sitting at the table next to us was a guy who - and I kid you not - salted his glass of coke. Several times. He'd pour some coke, then sprinkle salt into the glass.

What the foosh is up with that?!

Wishes. For the love of god, you do not have to get me anything for my birthday. However, if you are so inclined as to be contrary to my wishes, I would like to get a CD with MP3s (or what have you) of goth clubbing music. In particular, I'm after 'Ribbons' by Sisters of Mercy, and a whole bunch of other stuff which I had never heard before the last time I went clubbing. Which was ages ago.

So there, nyer.

And for the love of all things sacred, somebody just pass a goddamn verdict so I can get Shcappelle (or what ever her name is) Corby OFF MY NEWS.


May. 27th, 2005 03:47 am (UTC)
Thank you... I just strangled a workmate for mentioning the stupid drug mole, I mean mule.

There are crowds of drooling, hypnotised victims of media in the sodding union building at monash. I'd kill her myself to get it off the screen.