Engorged

May 04, 2005 21:57

Saw 'a beautiful ginger friend called Benedict' at the swimming pool again. It's not Benedict, but that's the point. He laughed. I melted.

Inspired to not keep quiet, like everyone else will do as soon as tomorrow's over and they can stop caring.

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padders May 4 2005, 21:29:08 UTC
oh god.. we drove past him in the street!
david's written a song about him.

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padders May 4 2005, 22:18:55 UTC
oh mel.. we saw Kit in town the other month for the first time since i left uni.. and and.. we where out 'looking for adventure' with no plan etc, and planned to get a random bus.. and and.. we saw KIT walking the other way past the triangle.. and we started to follow him but but but.. dav had his mind on the bus so we stopped. and as soon as we sat down on the bus we realised that our adventure had *meant* to be Kit and we'd just blown our one chance!
We sat depressed all the way to the airport, where other than a small fire (well friction smoke) nothing exciting happened at all.

KIT. Our true chance. I imagine we would have followed him to some rich boy shops and he'd be trying on rich boy pants when he'd notice me and david in the same changing room as him.. and he'd decide to come and live with us for ever and ever. and ... bring his beautiful friend benedict home for tea every night

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