Last day of term.
Sexful? I think so.
Buses are shirt. Hahah, I mean shit. But I typed shirt. And I'll leave it, because it amuses me. We waited at the bus-stop for about an hour and a quarter. Decided to catch a train. Waited at another bus-stop in Weybridge for another quarter of an hour. Toddled off to the park for a picnic. Ate the food. Made disgusting jokes. Went to my house. Made my bed comfy. Watched Emperor's New Groove (again). Dyed hair. Sleep. Yawn.
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