Shot a man in Reno

The afternoon started so well, so how did it end up with a finger slammed in a door, an SMS to a certain boy about porn stars, and a sing-a-long to Johnny Cash's "I shot a man in Reno"? Alcohol may have played a hand in this.


Cash is all I need

Great afternoon with some quality people in the funkiest looking house I've been to since arriving in London. Every object reflected the personality of the housemates, and assured me I was amongst my-people. Coming back to my bland house with it's sprawl of a mess and scattered detritus from antipodeans past was a little depressing. It doesn't seem right to make this place a home when it may only be for a short while. Why accumulate more stuff to leave behind, just like all the others in this dusty house?

Off the point. BBQ was great. A fun day had by all.