a chick called Sam

I am sam's inner thoughts
2004-02-28 19:27:32 (UTC)

frivolous display

I'm not sure whether I enjoy being a woman.

Intoxcated with needless, irrational emotions. My judgment
is constantly being clouded, confused.

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Last night I was on the telephone for just over five and a
half hours, talking to Jonny. I became slightly horny
towards the middle, as we were talking about sex and
breasts, amongst many other things. So we indulged in a
little bit of phone sex, resulting in a long phone call...
from eight thrity to two in the morning, to be exact.
Oopsie. :P

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Oh dear, it's that time again. Eurovision time. I wonder
what terrible bands the BBC have installed for us this year.
Last years chosen band were absolutely terrible, infact
every band hither to have been just as terrible.

It's just awfully peripheral, and futile.

I'm going.




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