Thursday, 4 October 2007

Transatlantic New Romantic

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Sometimes I can't tell if there is some big joke in England where you tell people who've left the country and return ten years later, that you don't carve pumpkins on Halloween - you carve turnips.

It could be that they're all lying to me.

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Upon returning home last night, I discovered that somebody had put a vinyl copy of Kings of the Wild Frontier on my bed, covering up my school books. I promptly started to laugh, then wondered how chic it'd be of me if I threw up out of my window. Three stories makes for some interesting splatter patterns, I reckon.

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I'm upset because my friend Kia is upset. Tenth of May - we're cosmic twins, of epic proportions. When boys hurt your friends feelings after asking you to help with their web design course work, is it okay to put a secret message in with their encryption applet? Ikq hnf gqlowbx pfqb) becomes You are fucking mean. I didn't want to write the source code, but now that there's a real incentive...

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When you're presented with a chart of project objectives for the next two weeks, which include your roles and the roles of your group members in colour coded glory, you remember why it's awesome to have a friend with OCD and severe performance anxiety. It makes for some stylish organizational tools.

Everybody needs a Hermoine.

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6 comments:

Anonymous said...

H-E-R-M-I-O-N-E

J.Black said...

Wow, did you really just Spelling Bomb me?

This makes me sad. It means you missed the point. :(

madame said...

was it signed?

Anonymous said...

Oh, I see, like you meant then Hermione would come along and correct your mispelled post--duh, ok, cool. I get it now!

madame said...

do you
have
the flu
?

fp said...

how you feeling now? rumors abound re. beuffriends... y'know, fellis in general. what's happening?