Sunday, 4 July 2010

Last night


Oh I wanted to write.

However,

* way* to much wine

and a two o'clock bedtime

sucked the creative life blood

right out of me.

Its as if Edward Cullen zoomed in to my

room last night through the attic window

and finished me off.

More tomorrow.

( But now, the ultimate cure.
Pizza. :)
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