10.07.2003 ~ 6:09 pm
hello.
i�m seeing charlie�s angels 2 today. cue dry, humourless �yay�. i have 3 hours to get rid of every expectation i have of the film. preferably get very bad expectations, then, we�ll never know, i might even enjoy it.
good thing is that meera, jenni and possibly ticca and chess are coming. called ticca last night to see if she can come. what began as an awkward telephone conversation (we don�t use the phone to talk to each other much at all) turned into the longest one we�ve ever had. definitely broke the previous record of 47 seconds. we had fandom things to catch up on. plus i got Donut so i had to tell her about matt hales� sweat mark of all sweat marks. she said that i was obsessed. pot, meet kettle. i cleverly thought that L/J fic was LJ - live journal, not lily/james. someone�s not a harry potter fan.
this morning, as i was lying in bed waiting for the sweet kiss of sleep, i thought: lily and james must have named their son harrison. how else do you get harry? well, there�s harold, ha... there�s harold. but who wants to name their son harold? maybe they just named him harry. like zach in The Beach. he wasn�t baptised zachariah, no. he was Just Zach. and this paragraph has no importance or relevance to anything at all.
other things i did while lying awake: i heard this RUTH song called Morning Blues. it might be older than me, which is nice, because in some illogical way it was written for me. this is relevant, i assure you. i didn�t get half the lyrics because it was badly sung and badly recorded, but it has something to do with �four in the morning�, �dawn time� and feeling �a bit blue�:
�cause today i said good bye to you
bye to the good times
hello to the sad times
how will i survive without you?
aww.
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