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Monday, July 28th, 2003
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10:37 pm
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Since I most likely won't have time tomorrow to update before I leave I thought I should update. I know I've been lax-as usual-but it has crossed my mind a few times to update.
My plane leaves at 5:40pm tomorrow and I'll arrive at de Gaulle around 6:30am Wednesday. Thankfully the layover is only 40 minutes and then I fly to Florence. I'll arrive in Florence around 9:30, which will give me the entire day to lounge by the pool to combat jetlag. I cannot wait (did I mention we're staying in a castle?)! :-)
I mourn that I will be right beside my home but not able to visit it but at least I'll be going back for Christmas.
Had a lovely send-off party tonight at the Pub. D's going to Québec for a week so poor Kristy and Greg will be all on their lonesome. ;-)
Work's been great lately-I really do love my job. I still miss London-and my family, my friends and Piers-but I love this city, too.
Ryan moved back into the building and he being the gem that he is, offered to take care of Edgar while I'm gone. Bless him, I was beginning to think that my (not so) little kitten would have to brave D's place.
I shall update when I get back.
~L~
current mood:  excited
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| Friday, July 11th, 2003
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11:30 pm
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and I want cookies, damnit. but in the past month I've gone up almost half a stone since I've been too busy to get to the gym. buggerbuggerbuggerfuck!
current mood: still discontented
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11:19 pm
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And as everyone can see I failed miserably at the frequent postings.
You know that scene in Bridget Jones when she's blaring All By Myself completely pissed? It's been playing through my head all night.
I am by no means pissed but I've had a fair amount of wine and I've been playing BBC1 for the past 5 hours. I've cried more than once, which I rarely do, and spent 2 hours talking to Mum about how much I miss home.
I hate this r&b meets pop shit and yet I can't stop listening to the show because it's a comfort. I used to listen to it when I was working on my dissertation at 2:30 am.
I'm having a pout. I want to go home. Fuck Boston. Fuck my job. Fuck the US. I need the UK. Vacation in 2.5 weeks but I won't even being stopping in London, I'm flying straight to Italy. Gods, I hate this feeling! And no one is around. I think I'm going to call Piers and let the phone ring until it wakes him up. He put me in this place (alright he didn't but he's partly responsible...abandoning his best mate in America is not acceptable) and he can listen to me ramble about it. Bugger it all. I'm thisclose to leaving everything behind and moving back.
The first step to getting rid of these feelings is to exit the BBC1 window. The horrid music does not exactly comfort me--it's the annoying DJs who do. I think it's time to either read LotR or harass Piers.
current mood:  discontent
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| Thursday, June 19th, 2003
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10:36 pm
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Alright I just got off the phone with my incredibly smashed little brother. I'm a horrible older sister but I can't help but be thrilled. He and the slag broke up and apparently it's for good.
We got in a bit of a row over it as he blamed me at the beginning but then he realised that no, it was the slag's fault. I'll forgive him for his cruel accusations since he was/is smashed and it's also 3:30am in London so he really isn't thinking all that coherently.
And on that short but oh-so-sweet note I shall depart for bed (I'm so happy with this change of events that I'll even forgive him for keeping me awake). ;-)
~L~
And Stuie? You know I love you. You're much better off now. We'll find you a nice Southern girl, alright? Those Northern girls have been nothing but trouble for you! Love you, little brother.
current mood: triumphant
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| Sunday, June 15th, 2003
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6:50 pm
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Happy Birthday D!
Although it's D's birthday today we went out last night and I'm proud to say that she was quite surprised. Tricky vixen thought that she knew where we were taking her. Well we may have tried every bar and restaurant in Boston but the same cannot be said for Salem, MA!
Greg, Kristy and myself drove our arses 40 minutes out to Salem and celebrated at Grapevine. It was gorgeous (albiet slightly chilly). Piers and I went there last summer and I absolutely loved it. We were able to make a reservation for the Garden so not only was it breathtakingly beautiful but there were only 7 other tables. We stayed the night at the Salem Inn and left this morning. I don't know what makes me happier: that it was a great night or that we managed to surprise D. Probably that she-who-thought-she-was-all-knowing was completely clueless! ;-)
Plans to go home are looking promising although I'm beginning to think that it's easier if I just meet my family in Tuscany rather than fly to London only to fly out again the following day.
I'm also not sure what I'm going to do with Edgar for those two weeks. Kristy's allergic, I don't trust Greg and I think my poor kitten may be scarred by D's neighbourhood (nothing personal, ducks). I don't feel comfortable leaving him at a pet-care place for that long so I guess he will have to brave D's place.
Went to the market today as I normally do on the weekend and had an embarrassingly stupid moment. I came thisclose to calling 911 to report my car stolen when I realised that I was in the wrong car park. Since I was late getting there this morning I wasn't able to park in my normal car park but I completely forgot about that on my way back to the car. Good one, Lorelei.
current mood: content
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| Tuesday, June 10th, 2003
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9:22 pm - As promised...
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I'm attempting to update more frequently so let's hope that I'm disciplined enough to do so. ;-)
I've been talking to Stu quite frequently: he and my parents are trying to get me to go home at the end of July into August. I wanted to go as it was since it's my parents 30th Wedding Anniversary and then Stu told me that to celebrate my parents (along with Stu, his girlfriend and myself hopefully) are going to Tuscany.
I'm trying to arrange it but I'm not sure if it can work. I do hope it will. I'll be miffed if my brother gets to take his slag of a girlfriend while I have sit here in the Boston humidity thinking of them enjoying the beauty that is Tuscany, Italy. If it does work though I'm really not looking forward to spending 2 weeks with Trina, Stu's girlfriend. I can't wait to see Stuie for 2 weeks as well as my parents--but that brainless git of a slag of a girlfriend? No. He knows how I feel: I don't trust her with my little brother. Apparently though their "mini-break" (last time I checked a mini-break was a weekend not a week) strengthened their relationship; she vowed that she's not going to cheat on him anymore. But enough about the Barbie doll. Back to Tuscany. I'll know for sure within the next week so keep your fingers crossed.
Things are much better between Piers and I. He called me the morning after my birthday and after 15 minutes I hung up on him; we talked later when I was less hung-over and not so snippy. We sussed out what happened before he left and have resolved that there is no possibility of us getting back together. It was a rather emotional conversation but it was much needed and helped to clear the air. Once again things feel like how they were--except that he's back in London while I'm here. ;-)
Speaking of London, my Mum's been leaving at least one message a day on my machine about the job market in London, insinuating that I should move back. She's also still pushing me to go back to University. She thinks I should pursue a PhD but I really don't feel like that's something I want. Yes I originally did but now I'm not ready to go back and dedicate 5 years of my life to university.
So that's what's going on in my life. It's rather hectic but I'm happy. =)
current mood: calm
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| Monday, June 9th, 2003
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1:08 pm - Quick and shallow update
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I promise to update more frequently starting tomorrow. I swear. Stu was complaining when I rang him a few days ago (apparently my lack of updating means he has to ring me more frequently--smartass).
Anyway, I have a whole 5 minutes here before I leave for a lunch meeting and I just wanted to announce that I cut my hair! =) Yes, that honestly was the purpose of this update. It's around shoulder-length and it's absolutely marvelous! I look smashing and I do believe that the cut goes well with my new mules. But enough with the vanity (I know, you can never have enough vanity ;-) ), I really must run now.
~L~
current mood:  rushed
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| Sunday, May 25th, 2003
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2:27 pm - Happy Birthday to me
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Well I am officially another year closer to 30 but I vowed to myself that I wouldn't think of that fact. So no more thinking of how old I'm getting. Let's think about my presents then (when all else fails, revert back to being a 6 year old ;-) ).
I actually received my gifts Friday and Saturday but I was a good Lorelei and didn't open them. I must say, I was quite proud of myself! It helped that Friday was insane at work and yesterday was spent at Copley with Greg and Danniella. That was Greg's gift to me: $100 to spend anywhere in the mall. So I bought a fabulous new pair of trousers from Neiman Marcus and a smashingly chic top to match, too. *girly squeal* I also got a pair of high heeled mules from Gucci that were an absolute steal--it would have been a crime to not buy them! I consider them my birthday present to myself. I've been in love with them for some time, ever since I found them on the Gucci website (not that I go there and spend hours looking at the merchandise...no, not at all).
I was sent a new copy of The Silmarillion and a four-CD set of audio recordings by Tolkien from Stu. My copy of Silmarillion is a bit thrashed so he decided to take pity on me. ;-) From my mum and dad I received return airfare to Heathrow and *yet another girly squeal* a day trip to mum's and my favourite spa in Oxford!
An interesting gift I received was from Kath: yesterday there was a delivery of a beautiful boquet of flowers and inside was a wedding invitation. She and James are having a Christmas wedding (December 21) so that should be lovely.
Well, darlings, I must be off. Edgar is attempting to nibble my fingers at the moment which makes typing difficult and I must start getting ready for tonight. D, Kristy, Greg and myself are heading up to the North End for dinner at Assagio's, which should be fabulous, and then celebrating at the pub. Cheers, ~L~
current mood: happy
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| Monday, May 19th, 2003
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4:04 pm - Just when you thought I'd disappeared for good...
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I'm still alive, albeit barely. I was able to leave work early today and am going to go to bed as soon as I finish this. I'm so knackered and feel like my head is going to explode. I think the last month's caught up with me.
Right, the last month. The last month has been hell, to put it nicely. Piers left the 27th of April and it apparently messed me up--at least, according to D. it did. I personally thought I handled it quite well--sleeping with him again aside, of course. I miss him-a lot. We've talked on the phone a bunch but it's awkward because of how it ended before he left. I'd get in to it but as previously mentioned, my head's liable to explode at any minute. I promise that I will expand on the whole issue at a later date.
That's really all I can write at the moment: I have got to take some medication and go to bed. But before I do--D, I've been trying to ring you all day but you never had your cell on during your breaks. Just wanted to let you know what was up with me in case you called or AIMed me and I didn't answer. I'll talk to you tomorrow after work (busy day with meetings for me), say, around 5:30?
~L~
current mood: sick
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| Saturday, April 26th, 2003
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2:49 pm
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Am attempting to distract myself at the moment so that I do not dwell on the fact that tonight will be the last night I see Piers, at least until the next time I'm back in the UK, whenever that may be (I think it's in July).
( my distraction )
current mood: numb
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| Thursday, April 24th, 2003
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6:25 pm
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Had a much calmer day today; 'twas nice. My little kitten now has a name: Edgar. It wasn't a very hard decision to make as he refused to not sleep curled up on my little pillow that has Poe's Dreams embroidered on it, courtesy of my mum. He's adorable and so playful. =) D's coming over for dinner and to play with him--and to avoid her phone as she's convinced her stalker's going to call her tonight. *cough* I need to go start the salad.
current mood: cheerful
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| Wednesday, April 23rd, 2003
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11:43 pm
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Am soo knackered as I ran from meeting to meeting all day and didn't get home until 8pm (perk of late meetings: free lunch). But I had a wonderful surprise waiting for me when I got home: a care package from mum that she sent me from Monaco AND a kitten. =) The kitten was from Piers (who has now given me permission to use his real name as before he wouldn't let me). He had a meeting by the Humane Society and on a whim went in; low and behold he got me a kitten! I'm quite excited although as of yet he has no name. He's a bundle of energy who's keeping me up when I should be in bed. :s
The care package from my mum was wonderful, too. There's a lovely variety of loose-leaf tea, a gorgeous scarf and a marvelous book, Les Ballets de Monte-Carlo". That will look smashing on my new coffee table that I picked up this past weekend at the Market.
D. finally started a journal-about bloody time. ;-)
current mood: happy
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| Tuesday, April 22nd, 2003
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8:48 pm
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Called Kath from work today to ask her to go to Stu's flat and make sure that everything was alright. He wasn't there but his flatmate, Kinsey, was. So where is my little brother? Darling Stu decided that he needed a mini-break, as did his girlfriend and they went to Spain for a week. Apparently they told my mum before she and dad went on the cruise. So he tells mum 2 weeks before he leaves but he couldn't tell me when I talked to him the day before he left? Am incredibly aggravated and want to smack him upside the head. Must remember to do that next time I see him.
Found a lovely little icon community on livejournal and dl a Karen Walker one tonight. Greg likes to think that I'm the Brit version of her--I'm not about to complain. =)
Speaking of Greg, he's also interested in the lj concept but he's too much of a lazy sod to get one started. D will get it running one day, or so she says.
current mood: relieved
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2:25 am - Why am I still awake?
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I have to be out of bed in five hours and yet here I am at my computer. I tried to sleep, I really did. Unfortunately it seems to be evading me. I don't think the triple latté helped.
I've left multiple messages on Stu's machine and he has yet to ring me back. I'm getting concerned, really concerned. He always returns my calls within three days. I feel so helpless--blasted ocean. And it doesn't help that my parents can't go to his flat to double-check since they're currently somewhere in the Mediterranean. If I haven't heard from him by tomorrow at noon then I'm calling Kath to go to his flat and see what's happening. I just wish I knew that everything was solid with him. He's my baby brother so I worry. It doesn't help that he always seems to be in a spot of trouble, too. Not to mention he hasn't changed his message in a week--he normally changes it every few days. So that's leaving me restless and unable to sleep. As is the fact that Piers moves back to London this Saturday.
He was actually supposed to fly out yesterday but he still had matters to tie up here so he postponed for a week. Is it wrong to be happy about that? I know I'm being selfish but I don't want him to move. I love him too much. He's been a part of my life for 15 years now and the thought of not having him around is torture. I swore to myself that I wouldn't cry but I did. I can't talk about this anymore. I really need to go back to bed.
Tomorrow's going to be torture, I already know that. On the positive side, I love my job and Piers' mum is doing better. I just want to hear my little brother's voice telling me that he was just playing with me and my best mate/ex-boyfriend to tell me that he's not moving back to the UK. That's not too much to ask, is it?
current mood: sad
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| Sunday, April 6th, 2003
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12:00 am
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I survived my first week of the new job. It went quite well and I think I'm going to enjoy my position. The best part is that I have an assistant! I feel so high and mighty. :p
Had quite the productive day--reorganised my wardrobe, the kitchen and the film cubby. Also went over to Piers' and helped him pack up a good portion of his apartment. I still can't believe he's leaving. We went out to the pub tonight and it was nice. Slightly awkward between us for the first time in, well, ever. Not going to fret about it though. I'll deal with it when the time comes.
This journal is rather bland but this week really hasn't been exciting. Basically have been settling into work and helping Piers with his apartment. His mum, by the way, is not doing well. If it continues like this they'll have to resort to electro-shock therapy. It sounds barbaric but it's the only thing that works when she reaches that point. She won't talk to Piers at the moment and that's killing him. So my week's also been full playing therapist. Not that I mind, I still love and support him but it's draining-emotionally and physically.
Danniella's intrigued with the livejournal concept--am trying to convince her to start one. I know I'll wear her down eventually. =)
Am off to read in bed with my tea now.
~L~
current mood:  accomplished
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| Saturday, March 29th, 2003
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10:59 pm
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Am completely knackered at the moment. Went to Copley with D. and Greg and spent a ridiculous amount of money on new clothes-- Neiman Marcus is absolutely marvelous! I was feeling guilty for spending so much money but Greg rationalised it by saying that I need new clothes for work. Yes, I once again have a job. But back to clothes--bought three new suits, two skirts (knee length) and four shirts. And what new clothes are complete without accessories? Bought a few pairs of shoes and a new tote. My credit card company must love me.
I also received Mum's care package last week. I love that woman. She and dad are going on a cruise in two weeks--am very jealous.
Kath's mum rang me the other day--she wanted to know what I was planning on getting Kath and James for their "exciting occasion" (her words, not mine). She sounded rather disturbed that I hadn't thought on it yet. Right, sorry for not contemplating their gift when they haven't even set a date yet. She is a strange woman. Was tempted to tell her to sod off but decided that might not go over well.
Rang Stu tonight but there was no answer so had to leave a message. My little brother is insane--I'm dying of laughter by the time his tape finishes. It's a wonder if he can understand what I'm saying!
Spoke with Piers last night, his mum's doing alright. Not better but defintely not worse so that's something positive.
And that's about my week summed up in a few sentences...
( and since one's never too old to answer questions about oneself )
current mood:  tired
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| Monday, March 24th, 2003
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1:06 pm
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Job I had the interview with last week is a no go--they offered it to me but after researching the company and hearing the job description, that's not something I want to do. But I have an interview tomorrow with one of the leading publishing companies. Now that's a job I'd like.
Went to Piers' yesterday and helped him get a head-start on organising all his junk (my god, for a lawyer, he sure isn't organised). I'm going to miss being able to walk two apartments down to see him. But I think this will be good for him. While I was there his dad rang and told him/us that his mum was in the hospital again. She's been in and out all of Piers' life and it's taken its toll on the family. She's an incredibly sweet, loving woman but when the depression takes over she's not recognisable. The stuff Lily has said to Piers, and his father, at those points breaks my heart. We talked about it--Piers wanted to fly out today but his dad and I convinced him to stay here. There's nothing he can do over there. He's leaving in 4 weeks--hopefully Lily will be doing at least a little better by then.
Am off to meet Kristy for lunch and get some yummy thai food at Brown Sugar.
current mood: disappointed
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| Saturday, March 22nd, 2003
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1:18 pm
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Interview went well yesterday. Will (hopefully) hear back from them on Monday or Tuesday.
Went out last night with Danniella, Kristy, Greg and the Ex last night. Must remember that my tolerence is not what is was when I was 20. 'Tis a shame.
Conversation turned to the Ex's decision to move and he said it's for sure. He was able to get a transfer back to London. I'm not surprised--he does work for his father's company, afterall. It was also brought up about how close he and I are. Why is it so strange that the two of us are still mates? I don't understand everybody's obsession with the fact that we still talk every day, hang out and still "touch" each other a lot (Kristy's words). How can I explain it? I've known Piers since I was 12 years old. I can't simply stop being friends with him. Before we got together we were the best of mates and that's not going to stop just because we stopped the more intimate side of our relationship. That's actually one of the main reasons we broke up--it was more like we were best mates who were sleeping with each other. Guh, but my head is pounding too much to even really think about it too much. A ciggie and yogurt shake should fix that. Ta.
current mood: hung over
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| Friday, March 21st, 2003
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2:09 pm
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Kath rang me last night and we talked for two hours (ouch to the next phone bill). God I miss that girl. We reminisced about our many days spent at Headington. Which, of course, after talking about that made us realise how old we are now. *lol* Then she threw a bucket of cold water on me after that.
~L~: Kath, when did we get so old?
~K~: when we started growing up. God, that sucked.
~L~: *murmers agreement*
~K~: Going on this idea of us getting older, I have something to tell you.
~L~: a-ha, I told you there was an ulterior motive to you tran-atlantic call!
~K~: *laughs* sort of..I haven't talked to you in ages, love. Anyway, I wanted you to be one of the first to find out *pauses forever while I sit and fret*. *shrieks* James and I got engaged!
~L~: *blinks then passes out--at least in mind* oh. wow. well, hey, congratulations!! that's so great!
--after that it was all about James & Kath's big day. Half an hour later we hung up and I cried. My best mate since I was five years old is getting married...to a guy I'd forgotten she was dating.
I'm used to my friends getting married--they have been since before we even graduated from university but so far my closest circle has remained single or involved. Hell, until last month, I was the closest one to being married. So while I'm happy for her, I feel like I'm losing a part of her.
Continuing on these melancholic feelings, I miss London. Even though, by the time I left, I hated it, I really miss it. It doesn't help that I got an email from the ex telling me that he was moving back next month. I feel like I've been abandoned. I moved across the ocean for him and now he's moving back to the city that he was so determined to leave? I need alcohol-and cigarettes. Mum's sending me a carepackage with my much-needed Silk Cuts. American cigarettes are just plain disgusting. But luckily I found a pack SC's in the couch last night!
I must go ready myself for an interview. Wish me luck.
current mood:  contemplative
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12:15 am
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name: Lorelei Byrne
age: 27
location: Earth
occupation: I have many...
favourite colour: like any variety of blue, especially soft blues...and also have a thing for white...
eye colour: w. contacts, violet...w/o contacts, pale green
hair colour/design: currently close to my natural...dark, dark brown...almost to my waist, wavy...pain in the arse..
marital status: just ended a long term relationship and don't know what to do with myself or my time anymore
vices: cosmopolitans and silk cuts
sexual orientation: bi
goals: to pay my bills on time
current mood:  awake
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