Writing angry letters. Staring into space. Insolence. Drinking. Talking bollocks. Saying "boulangerie". Wandering around drunk in the dark. Cigarettes. Coffee. Wine. Green Tea. Opening doors dramatically. Glitter. Bars over clubs. Conversational pauses. Lasers and phasers. Performance poetry. Introspection. Discussing unanswerable questions. Pining. Dramatic articulation. Falling up stairs. Feeling awkward. Not being near children. Red hair. Melancholy. Going up steps two at a time. Drunken gesticulation. Lonely, flickering fluorescent lights.
Alas, the msn address on which I have you as a contact seems to have been deleted or something... so goddamnit, add/accept me on sorcha@mail.ie, I refuse to believe you already have because you haven't appeared online for me once.
Oh there you are! I was wondering what happen to you...You still on REFan, i just starting to get back on there, I started the Battle Royal but have no faka clue what imma doin haha
Yalright? Did you find a job yet? Are you busy on Thursday, by the way? Me and Georgia are trying to get a crew together for the switching on of the Christmas lights (outside City Hall). You should joinnn.