Hey Babe

Hey Babe

Okay I know I'm a little late, but in my defence, I've been really
fucking busy.

I've had lots of horrid essays to do... and OF COURSE I've left them to
the last possible minute and so I'm practically living in the library
these days. Although I've got this whole system now and I'm pretty
comfortable working here THANK GOD.

Anyway how are you? Christ I miss you... I've had a hundred (little)
crises in the last month... and no you to moan to...... told you I
wouldn't know what to do without you....anyway, it's nice to be missed
huh?

So what's been happening? Been gnawed on by a koala? Got lost in the
bush? Started a bush fire with a badly stubbed out fag? Give me the
gossip!!!

As for me.... well um.... Usual story I'm afraid. Had to go begging to
my dad for this month's rent which was fun..... still it's probably
good for the soul.

mmmmmm nothing exciting (or happening) on the men front. Which is
probably just as well, I can't afford the distraction right now. (who
am I kidding? I need sex damnit!!!)

Still obsessing over you know who.... boring! We are now at war....
It's all very childish.. but basically I lost a bet (i thought the
voice of a cartoon character was Dan Akyroyd (think Ghostbusters)...
oops.. I was SO sure) anyway.. are you sure you want to know? mmmm well
tough...

anyway, remember Carla? You met her the first time you came to visit me
at uni.... pretty, shallow music student? Long story short... I hate
her, so does everyone else, but before I knew I hated her I lent her my
personal CD player, (in September LAST YEAR) and still haven't got it
back.... you see the problem is that in order to get it back i have to
SEE her... which is just unacceptable.(bit like you and the bike you
left at Ian's sister's) So I bought another one. Problem solved Vicky
style... no wonder I'm always broke...

Now, Michael (who went out with her, briefly last year) thinks this is
really funny. So our bet was that if I was right about Dan Aykroyd he
had to let Pat paint his nails purple and wear them into college all
week(would have been hilarious - pity) and if I lost, I would have to
phone Claire to get my cd player back within a week.

Bugger.

So, naturally, when I lost I had to make him suffer. Hence, we're now
at war.

I have tactics... wanna hear them? Wish this was realtime....I'd love
to be able to chat to you..

Okay Tactic 1

Call Carla and tell I need to speak to her urgently about my concerns
about a mutual friend.
Result: Watch Michael sweat.... always funny.

Tactic 2

Meet Carla and allude to our mutual friend being in love with her
still, unable to get over her and move on
Result: watch Michael panic.... hilarious

Also, as an aside, I've spent the last week or two changing his watch
forward or back an hour every time he put it down.... so now he has no
idea if he can trust it or not.... what can I say? I was bored.

Okay so I know this is incredibly immature but you have to
understand... I hang around with teenagers... of course it was going to
affect me...

So.... what do you think... do i need help?

Suppose I'd better go back to studying... (yawn)

I'm spending Christmas eve and day with my sister, and boxing day and
the next with my Dad and his wife... what r u doing for xmas?

Give my love to Max... and remember..... kangaroos can bounce and box
but we have MTV. Love ya

Vix xxxxxxxx