Annie, girl, you were so right.

The sun did come out tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day. And then I discovered this song, and then I was so happy that bits of me fell off:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjub6QHjsj0

Good god in heaven it's so summery. I love Summer! Summer for the absolute win. I went out today, and I looked good, and apparently that was true because two people asked me out on 'lunch-dates'. Which was interesting. And not... platonic, friend-dates. I said no to both because I'm having a gay year.

Sigh.

No want gay year any more. It's clearly not doing me any favours: the man I want to fuck is 'straight'. Seriously, though, I would break him into hundreds of pieces. THIS COULD BE THE RIGHT TIME TO CHANGE. Sorry. Yeah. Good mood. Going out shortly. Gonna get my crunk on. Good lord what am I talking about? I've regressed; I'm sorry, children. It's OK, because I talked about malapropisms earlier so it's not like I've totally become a randy child again. Or probably I have or something. I don't know, and frankly I don't care. There was going to be a point to this, but characteristically I have completely forgotten what it was.

So here's a reason I love my friends:

"I need to go shower and shave and stuff."
"njoi yr ablutions."

Truly, they are good people.