Sunday bloody sunday

Laid back sunday afternoon today, slight hangover. Just a perfect time for me and my flat-mate to act like some shopping-sitcom-bitches buying some t-shirts, CD-s and stuff rewarding ourself for no particular reason. Dockland is a ghost town today filled with the shadows of thousands of suits and ties wearing away the cold lifeless steel and glass landscape. Coffee than home ...

biggest regret of the weekend: not buying the "Dance Bitch" t-shirt at the festival
greatest finding of the weekend: Yoga Bunny Detox drink with great unidentifiable flavor
greatest sentence of the weekend: "never miss a good chance to shut up..."