March 14th, 2003

Photo - leaves

oh, look, just what my sanity needed ;)

found randomly on here, but don't ask me where, exactly...

"I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in."

*ahem*

(actually, this entire page is quite amusing...)


(added at 04.17: still reading through them. this is one of those court room things:

"When he went, had you gone and had she, if she wanted to and were able, for the time being excluding all the restraints on her not to go, gone also, would he have brought you, meaning you and she, with him to the station?
MR. BROOKS: Objection. That question should be taken out and shot.")
Photo - leaves

stolen from last_dance

humour me. you know you want to...

I _____ teylaminh.
teylaminh is _______.
If I were alone in a room with teylaminh, I would ___________.
I think teylaminh should _________.
teylaminh needs __________.
I want to ________ teylaminh.
If I used one word to describe teylaminh, it'd be ________.
I know that teylaminh likes ___________.
When I think of teylaminh, I think of _________.
Someday, I think teylaminh will ___________.

*shrug* boooored. and also very tired. and covered in fudge ;)

seem to have spent majority of today recounting the jeremystory to various people in various ways - to jon and to my mother, alternately. have photos, will scan when near scanner and without odious essays to be completed.

cats doth approach. am meeting eve at 9.54 at brum new street station (oh, joy; be fun trying to find each other there, i can tell) to meet sweet and the lloydling at aston uni/fire station at 11.00. i think i've managed to remember everything i was meant to bring. and just discovered my oversized corset (as a side note, i thought i'd lost weight. was 9st 7 at xmas. am 8st 13 now... it's new! it's improved! it's the diet for the lazy! it's the Forget-To-Eat-More-Than-Once-A-Day diet! but can i get knee high boots to fit yet? can i frell...) does, in fact, pull in at the back, so now it fits to the extent that i feel like a Real Victorian Woman, in that i can't breathe and/or move very far...

i've been irritatingly hyper today, even to me. which is probably some bizarre kind of defence mechanism. i guess we'll just see how it all goes tomorrow night...

write-up coming some point on or after sunday, i'm sure...