NYC people are pretty lame, and are really only there to be seen; not to see the show. but whatever. hilton riverside hotel new orleans Today it is very hot. Not in my office, because I have a separate air conditioning unit. HOWEVER. Upstairs, where I would usually be....the air con is BROKEN. OH DEAR. I was up there for naught but a few moments, and I wanted to fall asleep in the heat. hotel niagara falls ont Lady (after putting the order through): Sorry, we don't do cash out. Dickheads. So we ate chicken, and went down to Club Voltaire. It was shithouse. We sat in a corner (on piles of dust) and watched people tripping over wires, and conversed in the silence while the power was out. Yep. It was shithouse. So we got a taxi home. ramada plaza hotel niagara falls
Matt You've touched my heart and touched my soul, You've changed my life and all my goals, Love is blind, and that I knew, and my heart was blinded by you, wyndham hotel in baltimore NIGHTMARE ONE: Matthew and I were at Garden City, and we were waiting by the elevators (god knows why, we've never been in them) and Matt turned around, killed some dude with this gigantic knife (the dude fell slowly to the floor, like in the movies), and then he turned around and slashed a 30cm gash in my stomach. I clutched my middle, and blood was soaking through my jumper arms, and I was freaking out because I could put my fingers into my stomach. It was bad. Anyway, a cop walked past, and he said "Anything wrong here?" Matt looked at me as if to say "Don't you fucking say anything" and he said "Fine officer", so the Coppa looked at the dead guy, and kept walking. Then I woke up, and I shook Matthew, and told him, and I held on to my stomach, because I thought he would poke at it and stab it and so on and so forth. He didn't. He's a nice boy. NIGHTMARE TWO: I went back to sleep, and I lived underwater. It was horrible, because I hate water creatures. Whenever I looked up, I could see massive squid legs and horrible stingrays and things, anyway, I was standing around with a glass of red wine in my hands, and Gemma (that's you formerly known as Twentyfourseven) came and squeezed my hand with a mean look on her face, so that the glass smashed into my hand, and I sat there crying and picking it out of my palm. Then I woke up and curled up really close to Matthew incase I had another bad dream. So I didn't have cheese last night, and I still had bad dreams. blue horizon hotel vancouver Mmm yes. and no.tons of excellent shows coming up. paramore is my new obession, along with imogen heap. its a girl thing.![]() Forrestfield to Huntingdale. Huntingdale to Rockingham. Rockingham to Forrestfield. Forrestfield to Huntingdale. Huntingdale to Rockingham.And finally, Rockingham to Mosman Park.Matt did all the driving, bar the MP to R and R to MP. Poor dear. I read a book. Yay. hotel meeting room Paul and I headed to NYC for the annual Parade, w/ my mom and the family. niagara falls hotel
I'm sitting at the computer with Sycamore in my lap. She's trying to jab the keyboard with her hand. I won't let her. She keeps fucking up my conversations on MSN. She's cute though, so I don't mind. Oh no, there she goes. Outside. To play. With all her friends (the leaves in the yard, and her two little teddy bear friends). |
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-many hangout sesions with people at their houses -many rock star encounters (see below) -me being obessed with loverboy's everybody's working for the weekend -full girl nights with tatoos, piercings, and ex-lead singers from bands doing the piercing... along with seeing hot hot heat on the street.
Sunday was the big day out, and my my, wasn't it big!!!!!!! i have to say i wasn't impressed with the whole fenced off mosh area (no bags, roooaaarr) & the rides and things......but i had a lovely day. i used the mens toilets in favour of the girls toilets. they are feral. so so so so so so feral. i was waiting in line (soooo long) at the girls, and matthew had already been in and out and he suggested using the mens, so i made him hold my hand and come in with me (not into the toilet obviously, just muscle me through the men). Maybe someday i'll see you again and you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend if ever you loved me you'd say, "its ok." |
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It only gets harder the more that you know when you get lonely if no one's around you know that i'll catch you when you're falling down we came together but you left alone and i know how it feels to walk out on your own![]() We feasted whilst watching Futurama DVDs. It was a lovely weekend. I barely remember Matthew leaving this morning, but apparently we had a conversation about the whereabouts of my keys. |
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