What a lovely sunday, took my time and wandered out to the city and had a lovely lunch with john. Poor boy is recovering from some flu bug which resulted in him orally purging the contents of his stomach. Bless him, i do believe in a purge now and then, makes you lose an inch or two off your hips. We had a lovely meal, pumpkin rosemary fritata and gorgeous vegetable soup at the kino-cafe , the only thing that annoyed me were the hideous school-holiday-teens with their acne laden faces and green hair and 'korn' tee-shirts, the girls in black and white stripe leggins...that is soooo done! Emo? i don't know what the fuck it is but please spare me with your fugliness, get a scrub (head to toe) and sit in a tub of body butter cos it's the only fat you ought to be near.
Fat boys make me convulse. Fat girls....atleast they can be fag hags...but fat boys!!! Just don't leave your bedrooms till you've purged every cell in your smelly fuck-ugly bodies. You aint half way up a revolution thank you very much.

We skipped over to david jones and myer looking at manchester. Now i know i may be so gay in alot of areas but i'm clueless when it comes to bed furnishings. Darlings, when did a mattress need protecting? what are u doing on the mattress????
Can't you just aim it on the person???

Anyway i had a look, john had a look, and i think that bedsheets are overpriced however there is nothing quite like fresh bedsheets when you're having a good long fuck.

I went looking for candles.

You see, last night was earth-awareness-switch off-your-lights-at-7pm night and so i thought the environment needs to be kept in the dark so i switched my lights off at 7pm. However i realised then i couldn't see in the dark and went searching for candles which resulted in me realising i had no candles. Well i do have one, a church candle but that's not exciting to light.
With the computer screen as my only lightsource i was momentarily sitting in a room of swirling itunes generated images.
So today i thought i would go looking for candles to only find some which you needed to purchase a glass cup for, like umm... whatever!

Went round in circles looking for bloody candles, it's like liquor stores, where the fuck are they in the city??????
Poor john looked a bit pale being dragged round the city, we had a pitstop at that austrian/bavarian coffee cafe in QVB with all non-english speaking japanese staff!!!
After a rest and a drink we head into crabtree and evelyn which looks so bright and comfy. Managed to get two sets of candles there which came with bloody glass holders and down to L'occitane and got a lavender candle so i can lull into a haze of environmental conciousness whilst i sit round in the dark struggling to read the words out of Vogue. Is that kate moss or a chair? oh it's kate sitting on a chair...... is that allegra versace or an umbrella? oh it's a tampon.... just the string bit too.

The girl at crabtree and evelyn had wonky baby teeth, it was weird but she did get me all those cute candles. One's called 'window box' fragrance, it smells like a window box. I mean really, why don't they come up with one called,'sweaty arse on summers day' ? or 'cheesey dick and cotton underpants'???
Atleast now i will be prepared for any electrical cut-outs or turn off your lights environmental day

God damn the environment.