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In response to:Close every door to me.

Thu, 10 May 2007 22:02:32 +0200

Moohahahaaa. You blog when I tell you, wench!

I have found my first fault with Jamie, just as I was beginning to get ever so slightly mushy and think that he was entirely perfect: he went out with Holly Matock. Umm, yeah. I'm not sure why this is bothering me though.

My head is annoying again today. I blame it on the fact that I was bored out of my mind, so I had about four hours to sit. And think. Just to myself. And we know how frigging dangerous that is.

I like the fact that I control the power of you-blogging. Moohahahaha. I evil-laugh in your face! Also - we didn't eat the Sex Sandwiches yesterday, so I insist that we do it tomorrow. Maybe as a midnight feast, seeing as we're staying up to watch Theatre of Blood at 1am. Woot. VINCENT PRICE, BABY!

*calms down*

You better be around CR2, beaaatch. I wonder if we're still Beer&Burgering it up for luncheon.. xx

In response to:Can you tell me ten words that you'd use to describe the world

Tue, 08 May 2007 21:26:31 +0200

You are officially poo at this blogging malarkey.

I just read this blog back to myself and smiled like a bloody idiot, 'cause this was pretty much a month ago, hah. And... y'know... ;)

It's Wednesday Film Day tomorrow. I am looking forward to it muchly - we haven't had quality, monging-infront-of-the-telly time for a while. :D xx

PS: Missed Rufus. I will have to listen again when I get a chance.

In response to:Can you tell me ten words that you'd use to describe the world

Fri, 13 Apr 2007 13:28:11 +0200

I like Busy Brain of O'Brien. I'm agonna use that!

[& I did confess bad things... I told you about the cat-rape, right? Heeee.]

You maybe witnessed last night why I don't diluge my thoughts to any random person. Drunk people are annoying and tell you to cheer-up or tell you that you're stupid when you think about anything seriously for more than two seconds. OR - I'm too sensitive for my own good and should be shot immediately.

Pint of bitter, Mike? :-P

MY PRECIOUS! You mean to say that I'm an evil, possessing, soul-destroying artifact from the third age of men? Shiiiiiiiit.

*is listening to Bloc Party again*

In response to:These are the days of our lives

Wed, 28 Mar 2007 22:08:21 +0200

My English Girl title needs to be taken away. I have to correct these things, otherwise I won't be able to sleep. Why isn't there an edit feature on this website? Grragh!

I clearly meant "be vocal" instead of "ve vocal". And "far away" instead of "far way". I also missed the last 'e' out of 'malarkey.'

Phew. Now I feel slightly better.

In response to:These are the days of our lives

Wed, 28 Mar 2007 22:05:15 +0200

Awwh, crap. That leaving-school thing is still well cack. I feel exactly the same way at the moment, except I'm trying not to ve vocal and outwardly upset about it, as per usual. I'm still pretending that it's not happening. I don't want Han & Spack to go far way. :(

Don't feel insecure about history with friends and all that malarky: most of our "good old times" in the past year have been better than the first four years of FSG. :)

In response to:O brave new world, That has such people in't!

Wed, 21 Mar 2007 21:40:32 +0100

You're way crap at this blogging malarkey. Update more, beeatch!

[I think the apostrophe and the word "malarkey" and the fact that I put "malarkey" in quotation marks just gave away who your secret stalker is. Bollocks.]

In response to:I'm on another planet with you.

Tue, 06 Mar 2007 23:00:31 +0100

Awwh, shucks. Brought a wee tear to my eyes, you did. :)

Our week was most productive. And to carry on that trend, I just watched all of Two Towers, the extended edition, in one sitting. GET ME.

In response to:I cannot reach a pen for me to draw the line.

Sat, 24 Feb 2007 16:37:24 +0100

Conffuuuuuused dot com, indeed. Great useage of that quote. This whole thing is very confusing indeed... hopefully ya'll sort it out soon. Bleh. BLOODY PEOPLE!

Work was utter cack today, wasn't it? It draaaagged. Even though I had sudden waves of slight tipsyness throughout the morning. I doubt I'll be able to get Saturday off next weekend... I don't even know how to approach the situation. Ack.

I am rambling.

Why isn't it next week yet?

In response to:Tabula Rasa

Fri, 09 Feb 2007 10:01:46 +0100

Congratulations on making me cry. I can't stop thinking about that thing that isn't happening. Do you mind if I use some of the paragraph you wrote about everyone for Lisa's birthday book?

That mood you described - that was the EXACT way that I felt in art today. How odd is that feeling? When you're sad but you have no idea why. Maybe we have psychic abilities, and I was feeling sympathy-sadness for you. Hmmm.

I can't add the Deathly Hallows countdown to my blog page. :(

See you in, ummm, two hours. [You're already at school, so that statement was completely pointless.] And I am sending the cover your way now... xx