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First of all, I have to say thanks to Mr. Ness and his lovely female friend for stopping by to see Nora and myself, what a fantastic time that was, no?
Secondly, I'm feeling old. Can't really say why, I'm not too sure what's brought it on, all I know is that lately I've been a miserable old fart.
Thirdly, I think I need some new icons. This might take me a while as I am highly computer illiterate. Also, this requires me sifting through pictures of myself which is something I loathe. So, if you do not notice some beautiful new icons, don't worry, it just means I found something better to do with my time.
Fourth, England is out of the Euro Cup! Fucking Beckham, you wanker!! I think I should start a petition to make sure that Becks is never allowed to take another penalty shot ever again. It cost us the game vs. France and now this... He doesn't happen to have one of these bloody journals, does he? I'd like to give him a proper bollocking...
Fifth, David Bowie is back, hurrah!
Sixth, George Lucas is getting married again, double hurrah!
Seventh, don't ask about the hurrahs...
Eighth, this post is getting weirder and weirder as I go on... Perhaps I'd better end it here...
[Well, I did mannage to get back safely, wish I could've stayed longer... Didn't get lost, just stranded in Nashville for a couple of hours, what a weird place...]
Secondly, I'm feeling old. Can't really say why, I'm not too sure what's brought it on, all I know is that lately I've been a miserable old fart.
Thirdly, I think I need some new icons. This might take me a while as I am highly computer illiterate. Also, this requires me sifting through pictures of myself which is something I loathe. So, if you do not notice some beautiful new icons, don't worry, it just means I found something better to do with my time.
Fourth, England is out of the Euro Cup! Fucking Beckham, you wanker!! I think I should start a petition to make sure that Becks is never allowed to take another penalty shot ever again. It cost us the game vs. France and now this... He doesn't happen to have one of these bloody journals, does he? I'd like to give him a proper bollocking...
Fifth, David Bowie is back, hurrah!
Sixth, George Lucas is getting married again, double hurrah!
Seventh, don't ask about the hurrahs...
Eighth, this post is getting weirder and weirder as I go on... Perhaps I'd better end it here...
[Well, I did mannage to get back safely, wish I could've stayed longer... Didn't get lost, just stranded in Nashville for a couple of hours, what a weird place...]