Thule

It's Sunday, and things are beginning to take their toll. 

I don't want to go to sleep, but I'm tired and I have to wake up early again tomorrow morning.

*I only have to last til Wednesday* ... then what? 

These posts are so short and nothingy, but as I said last time, nothing's happened really. 

Oh, I got a nice email from the guy who I did that Dutch passport for ages ago, he said I was super, it so made my day. 

And today I was in the Regal with Fi and Julian and these weird drunk Cambridge guys came and started talking to us. They were such freaks, it was like "yeah, fuck off...please...." 

I love the Album Leaf, they are so night time music. I would stay up to listen to the whole album, but I know I shouldn't. 

This doesn't feel like a Sunday. Eventually the days merge into one another and it just becomes like one giant blob of work and sleep. Now I understand why John has his holiday as soon as all the craziness begins to die down, God knows I'll need a holiday after the next 2 weeks. *Latitude*

night.x.

P.S. lol