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Journey's End :(((
So, this weekend saw the end of my favourite quarter of the year - Doctor Who season. And OMG it was totally worth buying really expensive tissues to watch it with - I didn't stop crying for ages after. I'm so glad my housemates were out, they already think I'm an uber-geek for owning the entire box set of Buffy. Can I be the next assistant please?
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Once More, With Feeling
Do you know, it would be more satisfying to be sat here blogging at work behind the boss's back if I wasn't the boss? I don't think it counts to try and get one over on myself ( Read more... ) -
Acrobat
I am, stupidly, still, a massive glutton for punishment. I can't seem to stop myself. Here, presented in bite-sized chunks (to continue on the food theme) are the latest reasons for my stupidity ( Read more... ) -
It's Not Over Yet
Alrighty then, been ages, but here goes ( Read more... ) -
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The Clog has had a mash-up of a weekend, and she has not enjoyed it very much. She went out on Friday night with the ex-lodger, after they didn't finish work until 9pm. Yes, that's right, 9pm ON A FRIDAY. We went to a pub in the North Laine to meet up with my brother and Georgia, who had been drinking since 5pm, so there was some serious catching ( Read more... ) -
It's a Saga Now Dave
For those who are still following the never-ending saga between the ex-lodger and myself, there have been some major developments. He has, essentially, crushed me severely. We went for a drink after work on Tuesday, and after an awkward ten minutes that was spent with me babbling incoherently at him for half of that, and him looking concerned at me ( Read more... ) -
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Work is making me want to rip my own skull open and gouge out my brain with a rusty spoon. I am hating it. I am reverting to a child-like state while sat here, so will write a child-like list to sooth my achey head ( Read more... ) -
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This weekend has been bizarre so far. It is the first weekend I've not seen the ex-lodger since Christmas and I feel rather lost. Admittedly, this is quite a lot my fault, as last week was the week from hell. *Wavy lines depicting a flashback*
Last Friday night me and the ex-lodger went for drinks after work in the Great Eastern, aka "the pub we ( Read more... ) -
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Yes, it's that time of year again where I write a series of pointless lists that no-one actually cares about! Huzzah!
My Top 5 Gigs of the Year:
1. The Cribs at the Great Escape - a truly manic gig. I sweated like a bitch and loved every single second. They are just the best band to see live, they are electric.
2. The Cribs at the Concorde - the ( Read more... ) -
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Why do I make myself do it? I felt an odd sort of familial duty this weekend that forced me to attend my grandad's birthday in Kent, along with my brother, mother and father. I should have known the trip was doomed as soon as it took me four and a half hours to get from Brighton to London due to the massive storms Brighton had been hit by. I (for ( Read more... )