|adam and the ants:||I will have sex with anybody|
|the b-52's:||I will spit in your face and laugh|
|duran duran:||I am a vain piece of shit|
|depeche mode:||I blend into walls|
|eurythmics:||do you know how many shades of eyshadow I own? like at least a dozen|
|falco:||I don't even speak german|
|inxs:||I am wearing a bandanna and drinking cheap beer|
|japan:||I'm special. so special|
|joy division:||not even a new wave band also go fuck yourself|
|kate bush:||I am an artsy piece of shit|
|new order:||I never knew my true parents I was raised by a drum machine|
|the police:||I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself|
|roxy music:||the leather underpants I'm wearing are really chafing me|
|u2:||I appreciate the finer things in life and love getting my ass kicked|
|ub40:||I think I'm an incredibly diverse and tolerant person|
Today I went into town because I wanted to buy some nice tops and things because basically all I own is 1000 band t-shirts and despite not having a dress code at work these are not super appropriate for meetings with senior management at the university. But apparently this is not possible because everything in the shops for women is a) see through b) shapeless
I refuse to buy into the ubiquitous women’s fashion thing which means you have to wear a vest underneath your top and be both uncomfortable and ripped off because you have been forced to buy two tops instead of one.
Gah help need new clothessss.
“I didn’t want anyone to talk to me,” said Harry, who was feeling more and more nettled.
“Well, that was a bit stupid of you,” said Ginny angrily, “seeing as you don’t know anyone but me who’s been possessed by You-Know-Who, and I can tell you how it feels.”
Harry remained quite still as the impact of these words hit him. Then he wheeled round. “I forgot,” he said.
“Lucky you,” said Ginny coolly.
— Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, J.K. Rowling