""And no falling off the balcony either...
Didn’t do that much yesterday — Matt and Del said their goodbyes at noonish as they were both working. Staying up until 5am making video work on libby was, in retrospect, probably a bad idea. Went to the White Rose centre with Dave to buy lightbulbs and bits for their tea. Had a KFC. Had an argument with the stupid woman on the till about whether or not I’d said two or three pieces. Dave got free gravy. You don’t see *that* in London. Not sure which part of the chicken my two pieces came from. Wasn’t gonna ask. Just ate my rubber chips instead. Wandered about a bit avoiding the temptation of HMV. Bought a brownie at Millie’s Cookies. Fatcunted it and felt overfull. Bleh! Headed home and watched Eddie Izzard’s “Sexie” DVD. Funny. Went on about having breast envy but penis ambivolence, even penis noncholance. Made me smirk. And the bit about having breast implants but that they were on the outside and therefore hadn’t been planted so they were just “ims”. Went to the station after somehow managing to get everything in my bag again (how does it happen? Bag filled up fine on the way out!). Grabbed a mars bar and some water and jumped on the train. We were late leaving (apparently to do with a fatality) but made the time up. Spoke to mum on the train, farted about online. Dozed. Got into Kings X at about 22:40, home at 23:30. The Dark Crystal was waiting for me. Put all my washing on and watched the film whilst it washed. Had chinese delivered as there was no food left in the flat. Bed at 2am. Urgh!