I'm leaving here, getting out of this place

[mike_evans]

Right, Im off. This ship is a sinking and I plan to be elsewhere when it goes down (facebook land for instance).

Don't worry, I'll still be reading your entries to see whats going on in your lives etc but I think my posting days are over. Long gone are the days when everything I posted would be met with gales of laughter at whatever ridiculous scenario I'd gotten myself into (accidentally breaking into a creche, being sick in my shoes, breaking into number 52 with a kitchen implement). And what has replaced them? Vastly irregular and uninspiring entries. And who wants that eh?

So in conclusion, I'll leave you with two titbits of information:

I'm going here soon;


And I just bought these champions;


Incidentally;
"She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her departed lover;
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
'Well now that's done: and I'm glad it's over.'
When lovely woman stoops to folly and
Paces about her room again, alone,
She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
And puts a record on the gramophone."

Guess the poem.