Days falling

"First person speaks."
"Second person speaks"
I'm still vaguely in shock from the last episode of 24. But there will be another series.... there always is...
Today has nothing to speak of.
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Tomorrow will be a better day. I'm going for a day in town in company of a very very good friend.
Which is more chilling? That God never existed, or that God is dead?

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If I could be your first real heartache

I've got to go in a few minutes. The problem is I still haven't decided what to wear. Bloody indecisiveness, if that's a word.
On a quite unrelated point, anyone noticed the Americans swear less than the British? When I was there, I used to say stuff like "That's all rusted to hell" when talking about an ancient swing set, and then got treated like a virtual pariah. Nothing is "crappy" and no-one goes to "hell" and no-one fucking swears! And I didn't think my own language was that bad - it isn't - but while over the pond I became a social outcast.
Anyway. I really haven't decided what to wear, and I have to leave in ten minutes. And my mother is still not picking up the phone. Never mind, if I'm out of the house when she calls me, she can't stop me.
I think I might just sit here and finish listening to this song.

"If I could be your first real heartache I would do it over again.
If you could be my punk rock princess, I would be your heroine."

Thursday

Well, I'm back. It always takes a while for the awkwardness to wear off when you meet someone for the first time in ages, but I had a good time. Em bought the sheet music to Dido's album No Angel - I shall borrow it, but I don't know if I'll ever actually be able to play it.
We didn't actually go into any shops, though we did go to Quiggins, and I went braclet shopping. For as some wise person has said, when the going gets tough, the tough go shopping. I got two little wooden bracelets, one red wooden one, kinda like the one Stalker has, and then a red cuff one. Following that, went to Woodstock, where I found a newspaper article on the counter about the lease of the land Quiggins is built on - they still want to close it down, despite the fact the lease has thirty five years to go. The fucking morons at the council apparenty can't count.
There was a petition book there, which I wrote in and signed - even Em thought it was awful, and she's only ever been there with me!
Strange thing - the entry above mine was signed "Rola Williams." Hmmmmm.... how many people are there in and around Liverpool with that name?
That was that, really - we sat on a bench and talked for ages, and agreed to go to Southport on Thursday, and rent Cruel Intentions, and basically do what we do, and discuss SG-5!
I still can't believe we're going - and it's the last one in Britain, Wolf say, so we're doubly lucky. It should be amazing - and I'll get to meet so many people in the flesh!

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