Yesterday was a fun day. I don't think I'm going to get too many more of those in the near future, so i should savour it as much as possible.

It was the 16th birthday of my dear pal Lor, so rather than hanging around the shithole that is Aylesbury we (we being Jen, Dear, Fairbs, Griff, Nisha and I,) took her on a surprise visit to London. I don't think the other rail passengers were too happy with our balloons, hooty things, banner and confetti, but they all looked like grumpy buggers anyway.

So we got off the train and after everyone bar me insists that they're children to the suspicious guy at the gate at Marelybone- including Lor with a huge '16 today!' badge attatched to the back of her bag- we headed for Oxford Street.

We managed to visit about 5 shops in total I think, with most time spent in the giant Topshop and everyone buying something pretty except for me. Tragic. Then again, shopping with Griff does make any normal person feel considerably fatter than usual- 'I can't find a size 6 anywhere!'- so I wasn't really in the mood too much anyway.

But I did pick up Elliott Smith- Either/ Or for £4.99 while still in the shithole, so that made me happy.

Coming back, we got even more filthy looks from fellow rail passengers for reading Heat aloud between us. You'd think they'd be grateful for the free entertainment.

Then we went back to Lor's, had tasty Chinese, tasty wine and tasty champagne, and watched Starsky & Hutch with tasty Owen Wilson. Mmmmmmmm.

The only bad thing was when we watched 'Tarrant on TV' after, as we thought it would just be a lighthearted mocking of other countries adverts. Instead it appeared to be filled with masochistic American freaks, including the guy who attatched mouse traps to his penis and the guy who pumped saltwater into the front of his head to form a giant lump. And then invited random people on the street to touch it.

WHY? Jesus Christ.

And today I really didn't do a lot, so I'm not going to bother writing about it. Plus I'm going to watch TV in a minute.

If you are someone who attatches mousetraps to your penis for kicks, please, never talk to me. Ever.