Aaah! What a lovely day I've had to-day. >_> I'm starting to write like that. Anyway, I went into town with Samantha and Hayley. Firstly, we seen a man in a pretty floral shirt and skinny jeans, and seriously could not resist the temptation of stalking him. That lasted until Kelvingbridge underground to J. Sainsbury's' checkouts. We were distracted by Granny Knittings on Innocent smoothie bottles and Christmas cakes.
Afterwards, we went into Virgin (I refuse to call it by its current name, as such) and looked for a film and realised we were running a bit late for our rendez-vous with Hayley. Meeting in Borders, we were attracted to the magazine section, only to find subtle old-men-gay-porn and mens' fashion magazines. (Dirty faces are in.) We then spent about, perhaps, three hours in the humour section...
Onto Starbucks, in which Samantha got a steak panini and covered Nicole Kidman's face with steak, caramelised onions, and peppers (also covered in Monterey Jack cheese). We then got lost in the Childrens section briefling and I bought Orwell notes.
It was raining! So we ran up into the galleries and I forged a label in H&M for a fucking excellent winter hat. I love it. I think it made my day. Haaa, then we went into Birthday's and bought a helium balloon and inhaled it like junkie to herion. I make good Gryffy impersonation on helium, I may say.
Urban Outfitters are looking for Christmas staff @_@ I may apply. HA.
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