BACK IN HELLHOLE.

zinester knuckles, again, originally uploaded by Tukru Loves You.

ach. just got back from birmingham zine fest. had such a lovely welcome back on the way home from the station to meet carl on the high street, cos he was only half way to the station when the train arrived. a bunch of 13 year olds for the lack of better word chavvy girls accosted me with nonsensical remarks about my appearance or whatever, wouldn't let me go past them and then grabbed the end of my fucking granny trolley! bitches. some bloke across the street told them to leave me alone and eventually they let go and carl was there. i was so thrown by the experience i sort of started silently weeping when we were far enough for them not see. i had just been thinking how i had such a nice weekend even though it hadn't gone exactly to plan (less dancing & socializing than intended though i did make a bunch of new friends!) and thinking "oh i kinda wanna move to birmingham, i could make things happen there cos there will be more than ten people into the same shit as me." to be honest i get that feeling every time i go on zine adventures. except maybe london. cos i know london is just too much. i'd be a really tiny fish in a massive pond. i prefer big fish in a medium pond or even just medium fish in any size pond.

i was just downloading friday's eastenders so me and carl can watch it. i was on the coach everytime it's been on this weekend. we had meat & chips for dinner and i had 32 new emails. no vampire sushi ones :S but i'm back full of silly ideas and hope!

oh and credit for the saucesome photo of my knuckle felt tip tats (by fixed by bettie) goes to jessica rough draft!