17th August – 9:20 further disagreements with the bed led to alternative sleeping arrangements. By which I mean removing the bed frame. Last night was spent knocking my knees, elbows, head and feet against walls and cupboard to get away from the edge of the bed (call it an instinctive fear of falling out of bed again). Anyway, I feel gross because we’re going surfing in less than an hour, so there’s no point in having a shower. Thing is I can’t really function without a shower. Fuck it, I’m going to have to shower (if I don’t I wont let anyone touch me and I remain very moody until I get one – it has to be a shower, the sea or a bath won’t do the trick).
Tuesday, 18 August 2009
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That was a major marathon of a read
fun though, i was always irritated that i never got to learn how to surf, but then most likely i would just get pissed of by the cold sea. Slash cold water does nothing for ones pride if you no what i mean (gigity moses)
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