ah my darling long lost friends who sit atop the pulchritudinous pile. Today has been a nightmare. And I have 3rd degree burns on my ears (stop laughing) And its all my hairdressers fault. Y’see, long spiky point cut layers look really sexy when they’ve been straightened properly and stuff. But me and straightening irons dont mix at 7am. *sizzle* oOOOWWW!!
And i’m writing an essay on someone I dont have a bloody clue about. Deepest joy. You can only waffle so much without knowing the facts. Oh well, suppose its time to break the pact with all the rest of the direct entrants, and ask someone directions to the library.
The only thing that made a vague attempt at brightening up my day was Ryans online name. ‘Reebeast’. I nearly had to go home and change my underwear.
oh yeah, and thanks for the research btw air.. The essay is on Alan Fletcher, as in Creative Director of pentagram, possibly the best design agency on the planet, not Alan Fletcher as in carl out of Neighbours..!
ahahahahahahahahahaha. How we laughed.
Right gotta go change the world.
-j. -xx-
ps. http://www.nintendo.co.uk – omg omg. the new gameboy is out and it looks like a mobile phone.
pps. Is Stuart Lowe still alive?…………. Anyone?
08-Jan-03 at 5:10 pm | Permalink
> pulchritudinous
Honestly, send ‘em to Uni and they come back all hoity-toity. It’ll be theomorphic next, just you watch.
Doh!
> Reebeast
Getting a clean hotmaul address was impressive enough, but a good one too? Uncanny.
09-Jan-03 at 12:14 pm | Permalink
I am indeed alive. Although my mother is unaware of this as she has been bombarding my flat with phonecalls since New Year to find out if I am indeed alive or dead.
Guess I should return her calls…