okayIt rained. Just for a while, but it realy did. You could smell it. Genuine rain. Oh bliss. I felt like dancing for the gods of H20 from the sky goodness.
An ugly teen in ASDA called me a fat lesbian while I was buying soya milk, apropos of nothing. Fucking human race, mumble...
I went into the launderette, which was chocka. There were anklebiters in pushchairs and smelly-looking old men reading THE SUN. I opened a machine, then thought NO! and left it for a service, for which I now feel guilty, 'cos it was all mingin heatwave sheets and stuff, but I just couldn't face it.
