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» Beautiful Moments

The most beautiful thing
I have ever seen is this collection of posts. It has genuinely given me such a warm, content feeling. I can actually feel the tears of happiness welling up inside me.

God, my life is empty and pointless. I'm off to work.

edit: seriously. My housemate is in the kitchen, and I hope he doesn't come in here 'cos I'm crying my fucking eyes out.

edit: Still reading... I love you guys! You're my best friends in the whole world...
(Mon 14th Mar 2005, 8:59, More)

» When animals attack...

Not attacked, but
once when I was working at a Zoo a Zorilla (sort of pygmy skunk and very cute) took all the money out of my wallet and hid it. I have been attacked by a bloke with a screwdriver, though. I still have the scars on my chest (this was 10 years ago). He stole my polo's. Bastard.
(Thu 2nd Jun 2005, 18:13, More)

» The last thing that made me cry

One of my friends is
a bit of a lyricist. I was reading some of his new batch of lyrics the other day and the last two lines of one song made me blub. My lyricist friend was sitting next to me at the time. I called him a bastard for making me cry. He didn't mean it.
(Thu 14th Apr 2005, 19:24, More)

» Walkman Flashbacks

Paranoid Android
by Radiohead. Reminds me of college - and the shitty local radio station had to play it cos it was in the top ten. Was hilarious hearing that next to the M-People on the bus in the morning.
(Mon 28th Mar 2005, 21:38, More)

» My Worst Vomit

New Years Eve - 31/12/1999
Went to a friends for a bit of a dinner party - I can't remember how many courses there were, but there were a few. Once this was consumed I started on the alcohol. Trouble is, I didn't stop and a few hours later I started to feel ill so I made my way upstairs to my friends toilet.
Next thing I remember is finding myself laying on the bathroom floor. I then noticed that the walls, ceiling and floor were covered in sick, where I had projectile-vomited the contents of my by-now brimming and gurgling stomach around her bathroom. There was also a football-sized solid lump of fused toilet paper and chunder lodged in her u-bend.
(Sun 22nd Aug 2004, 22:38, More)
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