Once i phoned the salvation army because i felt like i wanted to kill myself after a trauma. My phone credit ran out just as i was explaining this to the old woman, and i panicked for hours after incase they were worried id kill myself and so traced the call, tracked me down and made my mother aware of the fact id just phoned the salvation army and had been through said trauma. Yeah, who knows where my head was at...That was weird shit
I also flash my boobs at the CCTV camera right opposite my home when im drunk, or when im not. Its fun
I just thought "woot! Now theres a very very very minicule percentage of a chance the person who happens to see my naked breasts isnt a greasy ageing fascist pervert. As far as i can tell. I need something to eat. Shall i go for weetabix? I duno, they go all soggy and mushy, and it doesnt feel comfy in my tummy. Oh just do it anyway. That rabbit bed needs a good clean"
I've put the milk in the oven and the tea pot in the fridge. I once ate some cat biscuits and held an opened milk carton upside down over my eye to see if there was anything left in it. There was.
Burnt some toast. Firealarm went off and I spent two hours running around in a circle waving my arms in the air.
After i got engaged i got really really drunk on wine from Monoprix infront of the Eiffel tower, and did silly dances infront of it, shouting "aaaahhhh pre...itt..yy" every hour and rode one of the carousels. Ive been drunk there many times before, but they were never happy times. This was more than happy
i just read all these posts - got an interesting peak into hipforums members minds and ate some cheese
-I sang under me breath all day. -I stayed with my best friend till 4 o clock (!) cos she couldnt go home.