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mikey has a degree in 'multimedia and internet technology', apparently. there is something wrong with this, i just cant put my finger on what it is. grace 'has' a degree in dance in performing arts, which is also odd, seeing as how shes only 20, and therefore must have gone to uni when she was 17? straight from big school, with no gap year sunning herself on the beaches of a fierce little island called ko something thats not in any of the guidebooks and they have these wicked fullmoon parties like in the old days only you have to pay $20 to get in and you get fed free champagne all evening by all these little thai kids painted blue? or something similar. staying on a ranch just outside buenos aires with the kids of a business partner of her dad's, i dont know. its all a tiny bit fishy.
she was the perfect housemate you know. there isnt anyone left in there at whom i can direct such a perfect, crystalline shard of pure dislike. lisa's shouting has become the annoyance equivalent of charlie brown's schoolteacher, 'rangh rangh rangh fuckin' rangh'; even at his most unpleasant hating vernon is like hating plastic burger cheese, you know by rights you should but you cant summon up the energy. she's gone and im glad but i will miss her too, with her primark tshirts and fierce belgian cowboy boots. she was so spectacularly loathsome. |
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