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This evening I met the delightfully fantastic and more than terrific long time F-lister starsnsammiches for afternoon drinkies in the delightfully weird city of Doncaster. Who brought me bread and delightful conversations of all topics. A damn fine long over due time was had. 😀 Huzzah!
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I’ve done polls on this very subject. This morning I was making my daily ablutions and that creeping feeling, which normally occurs an hour after adjourning from bed, held me by the hand and sat me on the porcelain chair. Eager to get on with the day’s tasks I hurriedly made the necessary bodily function
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Time travelling time wasting time filling game thing
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Today marks the 4th anniversary of my first LJ post. I have been going through old posts recently attempting to tidy them up and tag them. In those 4 years there have been a lot of polls and a lot of changes, I’ve changed jobs, gone to Uni, moved from one side of the country
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Last night the terrifying tight fitting PVC cat suit wearing vampiresses with comedy inflatable breasts took a break from trying to get me. Instead passing the mantle to the bin-baggers. Bin-baggers? You ask. Bin-baggers. Terrifying collective of people who stop people on the street, at home or other unlikely place then cover the head of
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> Today was such a lovely day it was agreed that tools should be downed and that a visit to the Nostell Steam Rally would be in order. Now don’t get me wrong; I am not some weirdo steam enthusiast that wanks lyrical about steam. I’m not. I like steam engines. I can stand and
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One of my on-going projects is the tagging of past LJ entries. This morning I mined these two classics from way back when. Paranoia – http://stegzy.livejournal.com/237973.html Antisocial behaviour – http://stegzy.livejournal.com/254642.html Ah, such innocent times. Though looking back has reminded me that for some reason or other the intention to move to Yorkshire had lurked, almost
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I see you looking up at me Your eyes unblinking I cut you into wedges Into hot boiling water, sinking For the crimes you’ve committed And the sins you’ve made After the fork And before the spade And when you’re soft But not quite cooked I pop you into the oven Ha ha! Now you’re
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> I see you looking up at me Your eyes unblinking I cut you into wedges Into hot boiling water, sinking For the crimes you’ve committed And the sins you’ve made After the fork And before the spade And when you’re soft But not quite cooked I pop you into the oven Ha ha! Now
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