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Wednesday 21.11.01 Sitting here, trying to unwind from an hour of German grammar, which, frankly, was as useful as a glass fucking hammer. Never mind. I attempted to keep myself amused, bizarrely, by thinking up all the synonyms I could find for 'vomit' and 'have sex with' - completely arbitrary, fairly horrible, yes. Amusing, yes. Susie and I managed 'heave,' 'chuck,' 'throw,' and the interestingly contorted 'have breakfast come up for air.' As for the others, well, there were the obvious ones like 'hump,' 'shag,' 'bonk' etc which all sound disgustingly wonderful. My contribution was a little more off-the-wall - I am sure it's possible to use 'squelch' as a euphemism for 'shag.' Positive. Not, I admit, the most romantic of proposals ('Alright love, fancy a quick squelch?') but, in the meantime, diverting and screamingly funny. Thursday 22.11.01 Sitting here, trying to unwind after an hour of French oral. I appreciate that this is already developing into a worrying pattern, and must be stopped now. Therefore, I'm not going to go next week, as it was CRAP. Anyway, Kath and I are slouching around, generally being rude and insulting one another, as we are prone to do in our more intimate moments... :p By the way, I am also aware of how much yesterday's entry makes me sounds like a sheer child. This is worryingly accurate... Saturday 24.11.01 Another grey Saturday morning, another day at work ahead. What fun. Majorly freaked out last night when a guy collapsed in the store and we had to call out an ambulance - I know that sounds blonde, but it's just not the sort of thing you expect to happen to you. He was OK, but they still carted him off to hospital anyway. Ooh, and other random excitement was that Jane from Rainbow came in, pissed. I didn't have a clue who she was, even when she said she worked in children's television as she chatted away to me and Jason. When she had gone, he turned to me with light dancing in his eyes, and said 'Do you know who that was?' Completely oblivious, I shook my head. I think he almost slapped my for my sacrelige. Then went for a random drink with Jon and a mate of his from Canada (you must have been close, Jon, was it last week you met him on the net??!) and off home to pack and generally try and organise my life before my trip home this weekend. It's amazing how boring my life can sound when I write it down like this - please believe me when I say it's more fun living it than reading it, really it is... |
