An abrupt change of weather.

Then the sky cracked open...
Bloody hell nipped out for a sandwich and now wetter than a drowned rat! Poor Euan! ;oD
A bloody charity-mugger tried to talk to me out there - I doubt the freezing and sodden crowd is gonna be sympathetic to her plight, I certainly fucking wasn't.
Also it's funny how the rain has a magical ability to wash away all the attractive girls off the street.
I'd like to marry Jennifer Parkin (singer of Ayria, if you don't know) however I'd also like to marry Zhang Zyi (Crouching Tiger, Hidden dragon, Hero, 2046) so looks like I'm becoming a mormon! :oD Hell while I'm talking about marrying women I will never meet let alone date/fuck/marry/any-of-the-above I'll chuck in Jennifer Connolly into that list as well.
Incidentally there's a Goth festival starting in Cardiff called Interzone, however it's on on the 3rd of september after I bloody well leave - how irritating (Ayria's european debuting there - so close if not for fickle fate she would have been mine! Also the having no hope in hell thing... but mainly the fickle fate, honest)
I had a dream last night about buying boot polish it was weird in a very, very, incredibly boring way! I mean yeah I want to buy some but of the infinite realm of dream and imaginative conception ooh I want to buy a jar of boot polish "what kind of brush would you like with that sir?" - fucking lazy ass lame imagination! Truly Morpheous is crueler than his sister, with whom I probably have an equal chance of marrying as the other women mentioned in this post. That was terrible grammar in that sentence whot I just wrote there. It's funny how native english speakers tend to have a very poor grasp of grammar and language than people who learn it as a foreign language, stupid osmotic language learning expectations of this lazy-ass society (or my inattentiveness during English lessons - language not literature = I loved English Lit, well maybe loved is overally strong but it was good).