Hello

I have been told to post so I am. It was a long weekend but I didn't do anything on Monday so it was effectively not a long weekend. On Saturday I met Emma and Veronica in town and then we walked around for a bit and sussed out what underwear each other was wearing, before going to see Daryl at his uber-cool ultra-l33t lan party and get some pwnage. That was great fun then we played on the stairs. After that it was like, fuck, so we went in the bus and saw Dale and got out of the bus after it had gone away from town and then got out and walked and went at Emma's. Recently I have discovered how funny proper use of incorrect grammar and/or spelling can be. It's awesome. At least I think so. Anyway then we did some shit and then I taught Emma some stats and Veronica wouldn't eat any chips and we listened to music and cleaned stuff up and then we made the bed and then left. Well, I left. Emma was already home. On Sunday the next day, I went and sawed Veronica in town, people stared but I washed the blood away so it was alright. No really I mean I saw her, yeah. She was with Laura but then she wasn't. We got picked up by someone who was her mother (Veronica's, that is) and then picked up some other people's children and then went back with the cousin to her house (Veronica's, that is). Then we had lots of sex and everyone wanted us to be quiet but we just couldn't so they all left and then we had more sex and then they all came back and joined in. But not really. I mean, the last sentence, not really, not the whole thing not really. Yeah. I had dinner and a sausage. And Poo's lip gloss got eaten sort of by cousin and he drew on my face and then we made the book for Emma but then I didn't and the stairs got down them and then up them and. I can't even write normally now. I don't know how. How I can't, that is, not how to write normally. I've maked them.