apparently, pierre is slang in english english for very. hey mate, that new football is pierre good. zany brits.

so how do i know this? miss cat & i went to hang out with johnny & company in nyc last night.... he's uh, from london... so he knows. splendid young men. & i'm lame, so i adore pretty much everything they say. we hung out at his friend's amazingly fabulous house in manhattan, then went to some pub where a middle aged drunk man named gary decided to befriend us. he told johnny that they had to get rid of their monarchy, & that "handsome ppl" like me & him should be running the country. so ha, i'm the new queen of england! according to gary, that is. gary also showed us a scar which was allegedly caused by police brutality, but his explanation definitely made him sound as if he were not only a drunk, but a perv. so anyhow, he said that it was his birthday, & kept wandering away & coming back again to tell cat & i that we had a "handsome friendship." yay. cat & i took pictures of random things with one of the guy's cameras. he smiled a lot, ha, & said, "jive with me, girl!" silly brits... after an early morning subway adventure in which we encountered some devilishly drunk folks from montreal, i got home when my dad was getting up for work. score! feeling like ur 16 is always awesome. we hope to see them again before they peace out. cat wants me to make out with them so she can take pictures. <--*psst* i wouldn't mind. ha! oh accents... sigh, they make me such a girl alright.