ergh. humidity.
Dec. 17th, 2003 08:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rhylli feel like a skank.
upon reflection (well, accidentally raising my arm) i realise - it's because i am. i smell like a boy. too much cycling, too much stupid humidity.
anyway, in reply to various people:
b - it would be great to catch up. yes. call me, bitch. (tell me what you're wearing. are you wearing that matching underwear set i bought you for valentine's day?)
lx - no, haven't read that tom wolfe book. all my crude jokes are my own. well, actually, that's a lie. i steal them from the Bumper Book of Adult Phrases.
but anyway.
em - you know what i want from christmas, baby. *nudge nudge wink wink* um. brightly coloured paper, actually.
and ankle socks, but my mother's buying me those.
to everyone else:
COME TO OUR PARTY! (and bring beer, for me. i like beer.)
It's on this Saturday, turn up anytime from 7pm onwards. Bring your family, bring your friends, but wash behind their ears and check their criminal records first. 'cos our house is high-class.
if you don't know where i live, call me on 0403862583 (shut up mum, it's just my mobile).
mum - love you! i'm very safe and all the doors are locked. can't wait to see you!
uh. shower time.
upon reflection (well, accidentally raising my arm) i realise - it's because i am. i smell like a boy. too much cycling, too much stupid humidity.
anyway, in reply to various people:
b - it would be great to catch up. yes. call me, bitch. (tell me what you're wearing. are you wearing that matching underwear set i bought you for valentine's day?)
lx - no, haven't read that tom wolfe book. all my crude jokes are my own. well, actually, that's a lie. i steal them from the Bumper Book of Adult Phrases.
but anyway.
em - you know what i want from christmas, baby. *nudge nudge wink wink* um. brightly coloured paper, actually.
and ankle socks, but my mother's buying me those.
to everyone else:
COME TO OUR PARTY! (and bring beer, for me. i like beer.)
It's on this Saturday, turn up anytime from 7pm onwards. Bring your family, bring your friends, but wash behind their ears and check their criminal records first. 'cos our house is high-class.
if you don't know where i live, call me on 0403862583 (shut up mum, it's just my mobile).
mum - love you! i'm very safe and all the doors are locked. can't wait to see you!
uh. shower time.