TK's Blog

Nothing is happening.

Or rather, plenty is happening, but most of it is either sensitive material unsuitable for broadcast on teh internetz, or not particularly interesting for you my dear blogbuddies. Mis apologias.

In short: I have revision to do, new friends to hug and old friends to see. I had chicken yesterday, and stuck rice to the bottom of someone else's pan.

Last night I dreamt about seeing one of my friends naked in a fishtank. This is rather significant, because he's one of the only friends I have whom I haven't seen naked at one point or another. I have kissed him, although he ran off without paying (sneaky sod). No, I kid. He's an angel, and I an not a whore.

In the dream he was smiling inanely and waving at me, while I tried to tell him through the glass that a sort of shark-type-thingummy was coming up behind him.

G, let me tell you now. It has sharp teeth. I love you, but you were totally oblivious. It would have been funny if not for the sharpness of the teeth.

I love my friends, because they are lovable. Especially you. Don't ever think otherwise.

TK x x