i'm in the pokey east midlands airport drinking pokey coffee (404 if there ever was one...), waiting to fly to amsterdam. whooopwhooop! the only thing saving me is some sort of 80s power ballad mix they've got on in the cafe. GENIUS
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she came over, she met (most of) my friends, she met my family (in three different meetings, on one day, in two different cities), we had an amazing few days just being boring with each other
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I didn't win the prize but could really care -this- much about it. I'm just glad it's done and can get some sleep. Apparently I look hot in the photos. Damn, that's all I really care about. Screw science :D
I'm off to find an edge of the train station where I can fall asleep clutching a cheese cornish pasty.
i'm in matt's flatmate's bed (no, his flatmate isn't here) in fooking cold london town. i danced so hard last night that i doubt my legs will work today and i am waiting for the inevitable hangover to hit... i love this city.