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Thursday, August 10, 2006 Interior monologues around town [thus proving things apparently don't just happen to Gilly]
Lesson 1: I hate wearing shoes.
My shoes are pointed. But they don't seem to be rubbing, or cutting my feet up. Result. They are quite slippy though. And why are these people walking so slow?! I'll just zig zag round them. And speed up my walking. Arghh. Why am I now on the ground? Ow my knee. Bloody shoes. Yes I'm fine, thank you random woman asking if I'm ok. I've just fallen in the middle of town because people won't walk fast, but I'm fine. Except my knee does actually hurt. And I appear to have ruined my nice black trousers. Damn. Lesson 2: I have a tendency to walk into people. Hmm, wonder when the next train is. Look at the group of people. They're probably going somewhere. Ooh that bloke in the yellow hoodie is quite hot. What does it say on his hoodie? University of...of...L something...oh crap. Hello random man, who is not hot, that I seem to have just walked into. Damn, I can't read that bloke's hoodie anymore.
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