twirling as if it's the last night of the universe (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} velvet_jane) wrote,@ 2003-10-12 14:19:00 |
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so much for being in any way decent at keeping in touch, these past two weeks have been a little (hah) submerged in madness so brief and random summary...
ska dancing! ballgown and dunlop trainers. gin!gin!gin! groupie idolisation and onstage flirting with The 55s singer *purr*. ballboy setlist! arthouse film pretensions brazil,whatthefuck?. open mic night, every night, acoustic geetarr, folky girls, chop!! and ohhh, dancingdancingdancing or sitting with gin and pints in those darkened attics, crouched on the floor among stickiness and plectrums. sensational hair, afroes and quiffs and floppy indie boys. jeremy's trilby. arthur's seat, stumbling and wine-drunk. old-man theme pub crawls through the old town. ohhhh, and tea parties, daily, bright eyes and jack johnson soundtracks to endless camomile tea and crumpets and such things
anyway...
ska dancing! ballgown and dunlop trainers. gin!gin!gin! groupie idolisation and onstage flirting with The 55s singer *purr*. ballboy setlist! arthouse film pretensions brazil,whatthefuck?. open mic night, every night, acoustic geetarr, folky girls, chop!! and ohhh, dancingdancingdancing or sitting with gin and pints in those darkened attics, crouched on the floor among stickiness and plectrums. sensational hair, afroes and quiffs and floppy indie boys. jeremy's trilby. arthur's seat, stumbling and wine-drunk. old-man theme pub crawls through the old town. ohhhh, and tea parties, daily, bright eyes and jack johnson soundtracks to endless camomile tea and crumpets and such things
anyway...
