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So much smaller than my anger thread....but, then again, that is mostly me.
Hotmail?
YaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!
nG! nhgh! nh.....NH!!...ur...uh...oooooooooh....gooooooooood........
Now that that's out the way, I can get on with the good stuff. The stuff that, just thinking about it, makes me quiver with....antici.........................PATION! and other stuff besides:
Thursday: Who needs a mid-week social life when you've got loads of good comics to read on the train and, when you get through the front door, BUFFY! Yes! Yes! And I haven't spoiled it for myself by reading any of the threads and all I know is that Spike has soft hair and that loads of troopers come back this season, but THAT'S NOTHING! So, while it's a shame I'll be missing the spectacular Buffy-buffet that I know will be absolutely swinging in Brighton, I'm still a really happy addict.
My Polaroid Camera: I love to take photos, I've discovered. It's the lazy man's drawing and that's fine by me. I think picture hoarding strikes strikes a deep, resonant chord with the anal-retentive deep inside (and he's staying inside, until I CHOOSE to expell him. A little bit at a time. Withhold! Withhold!) Now I have a little space/shrine/desk at the Health dedicated to me and my life and it's better than a personalised ringtone.
Brighton: Moving there. Yes indeed. Might want to get a job there, though. |
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