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[Feb. 14th, 2004|05:57 am]
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As no-one can have escaped noticing, it's Valentine's day. Cue much baring of souls. I have bared mine. Wis me luck. |
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[Feb. 14th, 2004|11:00 am]
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I am a wreck. . . I danced my feet very cross with me last night, and instead of going to bed like a sensible little gothling when I got in, I stayed up and chatted to a few people. Until six. So, that's me down on the sleep then. . . And having to be up late tonight as well. . . *buh* Methinks it may be nap-time later!
I was actually quite pleased with the time it took to get hoe - cnosidering it was pretty much clear across London. Taking less than thirty seconds to change buses at Trafalgar Square was nice. *beams* Especially when I didn't actually have a clue where I was going! In the end I got in at just gone half four.
I'm kinda cross, because I was hoping to leave in time to be back here for two/half two-ish, but I suspect it's a moot point, and the person I wanted to talk to would have been in bed anyway - get better, love!
Anyway, time for coffee and Pringles. And phone calls. |
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