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hello - lj, speaking to you loud and clear from inside hotel armley. No one else is in our little converted cell of an office and i'm dead bored.
Not even the wing cleaner is around. Although he creeps me out sometimes, so maybe that's a good thing.
Anyway, i suppose i wanted to make a novel journal entry from the prison. Not much has realy been going on. It's been quiet for me in here this last few weeks, just dull paperwork. And i'm trawling through all the cab stuff, was there yesterday, back on Monday.
Had quite a funny night in Durham last weekend - will post photos. There's three worthy of caption competitions, at least. DSU is sooo wierd after you graduate. And eddy dropped me on my head. On the concrete. Ouchy.
i'm off to Sheffield tomorrow to see alexisonfire with suzy andddd - i've booked ATP vs the fans for the end of may. It's going to be the best festival ever. My votes for the line up are in, the chalet is sorted and it'll be my first trip to the west country.
Aw i'd better go, I hear the rattle of kay chains, i think maybe they're bringing inmates through here.