Sunday 16 July 2006

Note to self. Always keep appropriate memorial service outfits ready to wear so you don't get caught with nothing. I can't borrow anything. The smallest size offered was an 8. I'm a zero. Ha. Yes I am. A big fat jittery zero.

Oh and if someone gives you a letter that they write in the darkest hour of their life? Don't rip it up in case they die later on. You never know.

Fuck.