In other news I am the last of my male friends who still lives here at home. James is leaving tomorrow (and thus is still technically here, but realistically inaccessible), Ben left last week for Sheffield and so do did Gareth, although Gareth actually went for a year's worth of work placement in the land of the mighty sheep, provider of pot noodles, Wales.
"What? A racist advertising campaign against the Welsh? Muppets."
So, invariably, I am left with my girly friends, Emily and Heather, as well as Lis, other Emily and other Emily. Not that I mind this of course, I will be just left incapable of talking about breasts in quite the same way and any sexist comments will no longer be met with giggles but with sound thrashings; girly thrashing, without doubt, but sound ones nonetheless.
I'm taking solace in photography for now, in an attempt to expunge some of the unpleasantness, pictures such as these, for example:
Jim and Sheepy by ~gebimble on deviantART
Emily by ~gebimble on deviantART
benjaimeuna by ~gebimble on deviantART
and
flight261 by ~gebimble on deviantART
... I think I'm going to cry.
I'm taking solace in photography for now, in an attempt to expunge some of the unpleasantness, pictures such as these, for example:
Jim and Sheepy by ~gebimble on deviantART
Emily by ~gebimble on deviantART
benjaimeuna by ~gebimble on deviantART
and
flight261 by ~gebimble on deviantART
... I think I'm going to cry.
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