In which Puddlesofun posts every day for a week. Part 2.

Tonight, I met a girl the main interactions I had with whom were based on mime. It was great, our relationship was perfect as long as it revolved around imaginary three-dimensional objects. I also interacted with lots of other equally interesting people (hi Jenna!), but I couldn’t think of a catchy way to sum them up in this blog.

Tonight, my flatmate was chased and threatened by thugs wielding club-locks and knives, because he asked them not to drop their McDonalds crap on the street.

In the past week, some very shit things have happened to people I know, but I don’t really feel qualified to talk about them, so I guess I won’t. They’re shit, though.

Soon, Tull will be on a flight overseas. He’ll be over for quite a while. The reason I was out tonight was to bid him adieau and wish him well.

One day sooner, Bez will be going overseas. He will be going for twelve times as long as Tull. I saw him this morning. I might see him tomorrow morning, if I am not hung over. I will probably be hung over. Maybe I’ll drop that book off anyway, somehow.

Have fun Bez! Have fun Tull!