While looking on foundmagazine.com, I stumble across this little beauty:
It’s really sweet, in it’s own sad way. I reccommend you go to that website, it has some rather funny stuff that people find.
It’s the third last day of the holidays – that alone doesn’t seem right. Where did all that time go? Ah, that’s right, I wasted it. Well the group went out for tea at the Junction on thursday night, that was quite good seeing as I hadn’t caught up with anyone in such a while. And yes! I succeeded in being the loudest talker on such a group outing, given that Jenny had to shoosh! me a couple of times, and Tegan says: “Georgia, we’re in a restaurant.. a public venue.” Good times.
Also, all of the Coaster tickets have been finalised – that is, paid for – and the tickets are well on their way. Although, after Tegan paid me back for her ticket, I had this weird dream that when I sorted through the money, I found she had paid me in fake twelve dollar notes =S. I’M SO EXCITED THOUGH! x8283847029347890. I suppose we should start organising trains, people’s houses in which to sleep before the day, and most important of all – our shirts with with our own transfer designs.
I would just like to add, horoscopes are not a conspiracy! Thanks for your time :)