Anna says:
so much love
Voice of authority and reason says:
so much drugs more like
Anna says:
no, it's more that it's just everyone together in the same boat and it just gives people real affinity for one and other
Anna says:
and you all turn to each other for company, chat, dance, support, help and food and tea and biscuits and cuddles and comfort
Anna says:
and it's amazing because they want it from you too and they are all lovely and interesting and understanding and entertaining and you want to share everything
Anna says:
hah! sorry i'm chatting shit again aren't i?
Voice of authority and reason says:
Yes, but you can't help it
Anna says:
sorry. but still, it's true

6am

Yes I'm awake. What are you doing? I'm fucketed, oh dear and 24 times more likely to break your heart.

Have you disappeared off the face of the earth? they ask.

Yes, I'm afraid I finally fell off on Tuesday and I'm wallowing in gloomy space, it's a comfortless place but it's nice to know I'm missed on earth.
I might come back tomorrow. Maybe we could have lunch together? I ask

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buckfast_Tonic_Wine

"It's gold"

Who gives a shit about Snow Patrol?

"I'd love to have a tree house, tree houses are ace," Last night I won a Scotland calendar but today was glorious. I felt good despite spending £100 on books and clothes. When I got to his house he was writhing in bed, clawing the walls because of his hangover. Stig makes me feel calm and relaxed and that's important. He thinks it's okay and that most people would agree he is an oxymoron. And black wiry hair on pale boyish skin. He perfectly articulated everything I think and feel about White Heat and other things. He said the last year of my life in a few lines. And we talked about it, in relation to Glasgow's equivalent 'Optimo wreckheads.' He described the sincerity of Glasgow. He was wearing a knitted jumped that he only wears when he's feeling sorry for himself. Lick his face.

When I got to Stig's dump his spindly fingers were tuning the harp.
Days later I was going to leave blueberries on his doorstep until the jai alai savant-'scarlett johansen why don't you love me?' came into my brain through my headphones and put me back in my place. But I had to play it over again a few times until I got home safely.

The swans, I killed them with kindness. As people often do

i've got to go and feed the ducks now they are hungry too. Maybe I'll come and feed you later. I will throw bread into your mouth and the surrounding areas. When I say feed the ducks I mean feed the swans. I make a point not to feed the geese because they are very aggressive and last time they were intimidating Olivia and she had to seek refuge by standing on a bench yeah they kept saying things about her mum and that, but the swans are so elegant they can have the entire loaf as far as im concerned. Ducks don't really come into it.

fuck off, don't go

what time of day is this?

Man says: so, what time are you going back to bed or are you joining the rest of the nation and staying awake through the daytime?
girl says: I'm going back to sleep after breakfast. are you working hard?
Man says: not really, I am thought clouding
 girl says: whats that?
Man says: its the PC way to say brain storming, apparently it's offensive to epileptics
 girl says: you've got to be kidding me, thats hilarious
Man says: no, my boss is an epileptic and he told us.
 girl says: Last night I had lots of vivid yet peculiar dreams. One involved my dad ranting about an experience at a greeting cards shop which had really irritated him. Instead of getting "Inside blank, write your own message" cards, he'd accidently purchased "blank, create your own design" so they were blank both inside and out and he was moaning about how he couldn't possibly draw the kind of picture he wanted (a window view of the Essex countryside) on a greetings card and about how it was the shop's fault for stocking such a pointless item.
Man says: How strange, we both had dreams that involved greeting cards
girl says: today is wet
Man says: pardon?
 girl says: outside, and there's a street cleaning mobile going up my road. Mornings are fucking strange
Man says: is this a first for you?
 girl says: no but it's always weird when you haven't done one for a while
Man says: you're such a student, and you are not even at uni yet
 girl says: i'm just a lazy useless waste, you mean
Man says: kinda, didnt want to insult you this early though, it could have a detrimental efffect on you
girl says: yes, I probably would have burst into tears. I'm going to have pancakes for breakfast.

katie used to grow boys en berries in her garden

It's good that we can drown out their self pitying complaints with our laughter. We've all had such a lovely time. Last night was amazing. It's great to see you. What have you been up to? Plans?

I'm rubbish at washing up. My hearts not in it.

Babies, bath tubs and marriages