Friday at home
Aug. 16th, 2002 10:21 pmHello lovely people,
for some reason the night is unbelievably hot in London... a very unusual thing. What is more unusual is how crap the new Suede single is!!! I'm very disappointed but I'm not going to write them off so quickly. There's always the b-sides and the album, coming out in late september, which might carry a few gems...
By the way, I think I saw a ghost today in my apartment.
I was cooking dinner while Kevin went out to return a video (Mullhoand Drive -- I'm not sure I spelled that right -- by David Lynch.) I heard the front door close and heard footsteps coming up our stairs. I kept on cooking because I thought it was Kevin, and I felt as if he walked by, behind me. After I was free I went looking for him and I couldn't find him; I was all alone. Now Silke, my other housemate, is saying that she also felt twice that someone else was in the house, that she heard a noise she couldn't explain. Since our apartment is fairly new, I can't explain this expect that our imagination might be playing tricks with us.
precious little else to inform... for now.
for some reason the night is unbelievably hot in London... a very unusual thing. What is more unusual is how crap the new Suede single is!!! I'm very disappointed but I'm not going to write them off so quickly. There's always the b-sides and the album, coming out in late september, which might carry a few gems...
By the way, I think I saw a ghost today in my apartment.
I was cooking dinner while Kevin went out to return a video (Mullhoand Drive -- I'm not sure I spelled that right -- by David Lynch.) I heard the front door close and heard footsteps coming up our stairs. I kept on cooking because I thought it was Kevin, and I felt as if he walked by, behind me. After I was free I went looking for him and I couldn't find him; I was all alone. Now Silke, my other housemate, is saying that she also felt twice that someone else was in the house, that she heard a noise she couldn't explain. Since our apartment is fairly new, I can't explain this expect that our imagination might be playing tricks with us.
precious little else to inform... for now.