It appears that a bit of remodelling has gone on in my corner of the Tent. I've gotten into a bit of the old 'spring-cleaning' action and decided to have a sweep around the area surrounding my folding bed. I've come acroos many magazines, bottles from Red's eski, used tissues, half finished meals and this computer. Thus I have the amazing ability to type up all that I am experiencing.
Kali's just nipped out fer a bite to eat. Hopefully she'll use the old tactic of 'i'll just eat some of this and put the rest in a plastic bag fer me mates who are starving'. (didn't work so well when she ordered soup like last time) Red's attacking her eski and has just freaked out seeing as there's nothing left in there except for condensation from the ice. Jess is reading some weird-shit cynical book which I think belonged to me once before I sprung-cleaned as well as listening to Ani DiFranco on her walkman. She's bopping around quite harshly and causing the tent to sway a bit. And then there's little Gaby. Who's giving me weird looks as she practises her pick up lines for Ricky Martin. I keep giggling at her. She's trying to act sultry and sexy.
Visit these or suffer the consequences....
Entertain Me! (Music fan fiction- with lotsa raunchy stuff!)
Placebo!!! (even the boys themselves have visited this beautiful site...)
Wanna take the piss outta Oasis? Alright then...