thursday night me, soph and ann went to leeds and it was one of those nights were things just seem to happen like meeting tony and robin outside hill mill kebabs, a man with the worst haircut i have seen in a long time telling us we made his night, a two hour walk home in the very early hours, getting wolf-whilsted by a young milkman on his milk round says it all, and me on our return making up some fresh rhymes. yesterday, went for a picnic in greenhead park with some sweet peeps for annie’s birthday sadly had to leave early to go to work but i like kumon so it ain’t that bad. in the evening i stayed at livs and we got nicely drunk off wine, limeade, gin and baileys, danced around to alt-j and erasure and sat on the bench outside her house talking. hopefully seeing my gal beck tonight.

emotions, you are bitches.

i’m such a romantic, even though everything seems to get a bit serious and lame, i wouldn’t mind some romance