My mum came over from Tassie today for the weekend. We did some shopping then had dinner. I got a leather jacket. It makes me look like Faith (from Buffy the Vampire Slayer) … okay so maybe not but in my head it does and that’s the main place it matters. I’m stuffed from running around all night, wanted to go for a run in the morning but I’ll see how I feel.
Oh and you know what is the one thing worse than having your flatmate having his tv on so loud it wakes you up all night? When you bash on his door at 4 am to tell him to turn it down and he doesn’t hear you cos he’s dead asleep!
ps. this site makes my brain explode… I just can’t decide if it’s in a good or bad way.