December 10, 2004

  • The Other Weekend.  I had shit to ramble on about, but I never quite made it this week.  And it's already Friday.  Tonight is Jennconspiracy's birthday sleepover, which I won't be attending.  I have a confession:  I hate sleepovers.  She was kind enough to offer me bed space, rather than floor or couch, which was incredible considerate, but it's not the surface -- hell, I slept on a crappy, leaky air-mattress for 6 months.  My home is a recharge space, and on Fridays specially, I need it.  Also, Mr. Fresh and I have recently become and item, and though she invited Mr. Fresh along too, and even volunteered some bed space for him (gettin' kinda crowded, eh?), Mr. Fresh has another committment to some friends of his.  So, sorry, J.C., but not tonight.  And don't pout, girlina, who's taking you out to Teatro ZinZanni on Sunday night? Damn right. :)   (I'm so looking forward to it)

    So apart from blather, here's a pointless quiz, whose results I really don't get.
    Emo
    WOW! What a suprise! You're an "Emo Kid" We have no clue if you are gay or not, you damn emo boys look gay but sometimes you're not! MAKE UP YOUR MIND AND SUCK DICK! You're sad and lonely, you find yourself quoting lyrics and
    writting some of your own.

    What kind of queer are you?
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    (Those don't look like emo rockers. Huh)