i don't even know what's going on with the papayas

Blew off studying today to hit the shops with Mummy Fifi for five hours. Oh well. Sociology 101 will just have to wait. In the first photograph, I have chocolate mousse on my mouth. I only just realised that...do I always have to be such a loser?

we would have had a boy called tom and a girl called susan

...I'm about ten minutes away from accidentally rubbing this puppy bald from too much vigorous petting, and then I'll have to give it back to my cousin Emma tomorrow with some explanation as to why her six-month old puppy appears to have developed alopecia over a 24-hour period.

day n nite

I just tipped pasta and cheese on my floor accidentally. I'm disgusting (I type this as I eat previously mentioned floor pasta. I'm starving. Please don't judge).

Anyway. Got down and dirty with my girls on Thursday night, which was all well and good, very positive, very fun, except I ran into my ex-boyfriend and ended up going home with him like the weak-willed urchin that I am. Except that...I was not the only one!! Naughty naughty.

Alright, I am sorry. I shouldn't have escaped the club with all your ID's in my purse. That was wrong. But I still love you the most! Girls rock! Yep.





Also, anyone: where the shit is my leather jacket? You bitches! (Again, my fault because I left. My bad).

if you close the door

Trying to decide whether or not to hit the clubs tonight. I'm not feeling that great, but my new shoes could really go for an outing (or a hobble from a cab to a club, anyway). I suppose it would be nice to see my friends.

What do you think, Edie?