I'm going out in a minute. Going to get a job with my sister. Ooh, maybe someone will pay us together?!? Hee hee. Then I'm going home and I'm going to collect things that I want (list so far is checked shirts (these are for the show, not just for me to wear at random!), teaching books for Linden, things to make into cards. There was probably more, but it's early and I can't rememmber. Then I'm going to the airport, then back to Rusholme for curry. So I'll not get back to my computer till late. Scary! But I'm so sad I'm so going to check at home.
:-)
OK, boys, I know you don't like personal things on here, so look away now.
Why is matching underwear always more exciting? Even if the items themselves are not that good?
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I dunno. What colour is it?
But how exciting is it to have posh matching undies on?
(Especially when you know that you have it on, and they don't. Yet)
Yeah, that is more exciting. But matching anything is better that non matching. Actually, this may not be true.
They were maroon/purple with silver bits in. Although that still sounds fairly exciting. You'll have to trust me that is not.
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