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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
Age 23, living in sin in Twickenham with Cheesy
Likes
Movies
Books
Writing
Theatre
Hugs
Kittens
Chess
Scrabble (mostly beating Cheesy's butt)
Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Dislikes
Vegetables
Arguments
Cleaning
Trashy TV
Pretensions
Public Transport
Pets
Rabbits-Bambi, Fern, Sooty, Pippa-all deceased
Dog-Sammy-deceased :(
Fish-CatFlap-recently (and finally!) deceased
Cat-Tiggy-still scratching
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Technically Rachel
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Tuesday, March 30, 2004
Lurverly weekend fun. Sleepover at Tall Boys - the boy is impossibly hospitable, which was lovely, but had me leaving Manchester full of way to much food! He is the hostess with the mostess. A pleasure to see the Mishka and the Red Head after such a long time. It's weird how you can go so long without seeing some people, but it's still really cool when you meet up. Managed to go to my favouritest bar ever - Po Na Na. This place is beyond brilliant, and evokes many cool memories. One of which was saucily dancing with the then very-unavailable-Babol, which was a joyous night and a notch on my shameful-scarlett-woman-behaviour. Still, all worked out well in then end. The other significant memory was consuming something around 10-12 flatliners (a deliciously nasty shot concoction of sambucca, tobasco sauce and tequile-yummy), and spending a small portion of the evening sat on the toilet floor, as in my opinion, it was "nice and cooooooooool".
Now I have a new memory - squashing something like 20 people into one booth for photos. This resulted from a lovely meeting with Benjita's Birthday crowd. As seen below (no, I'm not telling you which one's me):
Old world, mixed with new - I always like that.
Anyway, the fools went on to Funkademia, and we went to Poptastic. Wooo! Where Tall Boy finally joined us - that boy and his make-up! Danced away with him and the KitchenTable, but alas, we are aging girls, and our stamina wained rather earlier than normal. We possibly peaked a little early at the Po Na Na I fear. Morning was bleary fun, quick meeting with Momo and Popo - though we had a disaster on the way to the station in that Yappa Dog left her make-up behind - she missed her train to go back and get it, so for all I know she's still on a train back to Cambridge! And she also states that her blog maybe not be a dead puppy after all, so we await her return with hand-rubbing glee.
Viva la weekend!
8:46 am
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