Chelsea Buns and Tea

That's what I had for afternoon tea this afternoon, and it has been immensely enjoyable. The lady behind the counter at the bakery in the afternoons makes me laugh. I think that I make her laugh too, although I don't know why she thinks I'm funny.

Something that I thought was kind of funny today was the way that I got dressed this morning. Nobody noticed all day, not even I did. It took until 3 o'clock this afternoon for me to look in the mirror and realise that I'd had my shirt on inside out for approximately 7 hours. Tags out, buttons in. Whoops.

My sister just called my brother a retard. He was making fun of her because he saw her out on the town last night. Apparently she'd had 12 basics. Whoops.

I'm not too sure what's going down this weekend. Maybe me. To the coast that is. I was thinking that it should be nice down there, and the weather should be great, and I've only got a few opportunities left to stay there. So basically, I'm a going.

I guess I'm sort of skirting around the issue here at the moment. I could write about what I was thinking about last night, but then again I don't really want to. It's much easier to pretend that things aren't really there sometimes.

I didn't get to go to a buffet the other night, which was a bummer. We did pick up a massive pizza though and I demolished a fair bit of it, so that was cool. It was an orgy.

It's kind of hot in this room at the moment, so I'm outta here. I'm about to battle across the city in peak hour, so wish me luck.