Retreat

With the great sense of self satisfactionand knowing that i have 30 pounds to my name, much more liberating that you would believe. Time for some meaningless lyrics that i love. The rakes - retreat.
Walk home/ come down/ retreat to sleep/
Wake up/ go out again/ repeat!
Walk home/ come down/ retreat to sleep!
Hook up/ again this time/ next week!
This is is my future.
(shame massana cant come this weekend because we would have gone to see this beautiful french fancy. Uffie, taking over some parts of europe in 2006.)
Not because i like bandwagon jumping but if you havent heard wolfpack's song about vans shoes please do. (try vicespace --- the end of civilsation sorry, i mean myspace)

To Robyn:
Oh shit its mayday, rob lets morris dance around school tomorrow?
Nah?
Yeah i thought so as well.