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Nov. 26th, 2007 @ 11:21 am
SO. Freddie came to stay for the weekend and it was really lovely. And we hung out and everything was fabbity fab. Party at Jack's house resulted in my getting so wasted that Mutti had to be called (by Kit) and had to drive me home. This has never happened to me before so it was quite fun. I fell asleep on the bathroom floor and Fred came and took me to bed. Aww.

So yeah a fun night. Definitely.

Vati went to review qotsa on friday night in Brighton and got the setlist signed for me. Aw how cute. Josh wrote "I miss you" because I wasn't there. And hopefully I will get tickets to go to their show tonight. Which would be lots of fun.

Said goodbye to Sandra which was quite sad but also nice because she's going to have waaaay fun in New York, NEW YOOOORRRRK. What else has happened? Oh yes, I went to see a screening of The First Barbarians (Ronnie Wood's old band, Keith Richards was also in it) and Ronnie himself was there and was much smaller and more wiry than I imagined. Mind you, so was Jagger when I saw him at school that time and held the gate open for him, all rock stars are smaller in person I find. Except for Josh who is obviously a giant. But this is common knowledge.

So after the screening, Jesse Wood (his gooorrrrgey son) showed me where the loos were, which was nice of him, and Vati and I went to see Biffy Clyro. They were AMAZING. It was a brilliant show and I think they played really well. And they got 4 stars which as we all know is high praise from Vati seeing as he is normally well stingey with his stars.

Then I went to Beth's for boosh and buzzcocks and easties and it was LOVE-ER-LY.

Me: I love you
Her: I love you too
Me: I love how when you say it, it's just full of distain
Her: Just go to sleep now

So other plans this week, see Freddie C, lunch with Max, qotsa and coffee with Tessa, and not a lot else.

Oh and christmas shopping with Kit and Beth of course. YAY Kit and Beth.

The good ones Apr. 30th, 2006 @ 11:19 pm
here's what I did with my free time this evening )
Current Location: my room, my desk, cd player
Current Mood: le lost
Current Music: PJ Harvey - The Letter

Affairs with Addictions Jun. 12th, 2005 @ 06:29 pm
Cocaine is my husband's mistress
Yes, cocaine is my husband's mistress
She was his first love
And he's damned
Because she'll be his last -
It's true! Cocaine is my husband's mistress

Can't reach the ashtray
So he stubs his fags out on his hand
Can't pay his dealers
So he sold my diamonds for a grand.
And now I wonder
As I sit up here in my window
Just what the hell
Am I to do?

Because cocaine is my husband's mistress
Oh yes, cocaine is my husband's mistress
She ain't so cheap
And he's screwed
Because it's white or blue -
That's right! Cocaine is my husband's mistress

So let's go out
And we'll end another night out in a blaze
So let's go out
And we'll spend another week out in a haze
And now I wonder
As he's lying on the bathroom floor
Just what the hell
Am I here for?

Because cocaine is my husband's mistress
Yes, cocaine is my husband's mistress
She makes me sick
And babe, you're fucked
Because I'm leaving you -
Good luck! Cocaine is my husband's mistress

Meh....

I can't decide what to do...I am borrreed. Tell me something interesting to make me feel better.

xFaithx
Current Mood: content
Current Music: MCR - The Ghost of You

Feb. 24th, 2005 @ 10:17 pm
Hush


Sweet baby, you just don't know,

How hard it is for me.

And I only stay with him

'Cause there's no where else to be.



I love him because I have to

Oh baby, that's not what real love's about.

One day you'll meet someone new

You'll know what it's all about.



So hush baby, please don't cry,

You'll grow up big one day.

You'll meet someone better than him,

He still might beat me anyway.



I want you away from him now,

But we can't just run and hide.

I will leave you somewhere safe now,

Four kicks for a mother's pride.

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Current Mood: crushed
Current Music: The Goo Goo Dolls - Acoustic No. 3

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