About Me
I'm actually always cold
Feed me
Okay so here's a fun story. Once I was invited to the party of a guy who I didn't know but was part of the uni friendship group (because he'd been on an Erasmus year to France) who is also like a Lord or something. Anyway, I thought I was gonna fall out of this friendship group because I'd dumped my ex over the summer (like the callous bitch I am, over the phone), but because this guy invited me to this party I didn't drop out of circulation and end up a library hermit. There was actually a library hermit that year that ended up in the national press for his witty banter and personable character. The library hermit turned out not to be a real person but a figment of our collective imaginations which perhaps was even better.
At this party this guy bought (with all his money, being a Lord), a water fountain, but instead of filling it with water we filled it with beer. But that didn't turn out so good because the beer just tasted like wood and had a massive head from being bubbled through a fountain. Also we set off the fire alarm with the smoke machine, my ex blocked off the staircase snogging his new girlfriend and I spent three hours stealing rum and sitting in a different corridor to avoid the spectacle.
Then I'm not sure if it was that night or not but the guy ordered takeaway from the kebab shop across the road and got it delivered. That's the end. But not really because I'm still sorta-friends with the guy and I think we're going to go get coffee next week.
