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last night we had a party, it was full of hippies, who i was constantly planning to bitch slap at any given time.
that was as much fun as i had. that and the time i went for a drink in the bar up the street in the middle of the party.
i like my flatmates, is it wrong to dislike their recycling friends?
i recycle. i dont force other peoples plastic bottled hands to do it, or go on about it, muppets.
surprizingly enough, the guy that i was very unkind to found me on myspace today, i think that it may have turned him on a little the fact that i was mean to him.
anyway, no pictures of the party, cos there honestly wasnt anything too interesting to look at...
next time, youre ALL invited (i have no idea who reads this shit...) but we have to kick the shit of the silly people.