| tiny amusements |
[20 Mar 2009|05:48pm] |
When your second-least-favourite person in Edinburgh collars you on the bus, and sits next to you, ignores your book, and launches into a conversation...try getting a howling cliché into every single statement you make, just to see if they will notice before you get the giggles.
It's a nice evening. I got off the bus a few stops early and walked. I just couldn't take it any more.
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