Lisa Turpin @ ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) aiwmod |
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i'm feeling sexy and free
like glitter's raining on me
you're like a shot of pure gold
i think i'm 'bout to explode
i can taste the tension like a cloud of smoke in the air
now i'm breathing like i'm running 'cause you're taking me there
( don't you know you spin me out of control? )
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| 001 | 17 February, 2005 |
[ | Feb 17th, 12 10:19 pm
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HELLO, LONDON*!
It is I, Lisa Turpin, here to tell you things.
I know, I know. You're asking yourself, "What things, Lisa? I am, quite literally, at the edge of my seat, awaiting for you to tell me these things."
Well don't worry, fair reader. For I will tell you. These things.
Thing One: The shrimp lo mein at China One is fucking** amazing. Seriously, I thought that I had died and went to some sort of lackluster, as it looked much like my flat and that was sort of a downer, but Chinese takeaway filled heaven. So, go ahead and write yourself a To Do list and on that list, write "go and get the heavenly shrimp lo mein at China One". Then, write "thank Lisa Turpin"*** because, seriously. Amazing.
Thing Two: Screaming children make my eardrums rupture. Okay, no. That might be a slight exaggeration, but seriously. When you're waiting for your shrimp lo mein (which you don't yet know is heavenly, so you're beginning to wonder if this is even worth it), screaming children is not the soundtrack you want.
Thing Three: My hair looks bloody amazing today.
And those are the things.
You're welcome.
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* and other assorted places
** earmuffs
*** I like chocolate, for the record
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