ah, gravefeast. i hope my night isn't ruined by walking in on sharon lindsay and joe hearty naked, like last year. i wear skeleton skull sunglasses. i wear swan and ann shirt. i wear ladies cardigan. i drink buckfast, and gin, old friends. i'm glad sandy isn't coming, he kicked my dog last week. also, he got really drunk and shouted and swore really loudly at my sister's wedding last year, about incest. so we're not on speaking terms.