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1. Cool under fire;
2. Didn’t spend much;
3. Got to see people;
4. Got to see a person;
5. Fleetwood Mac – Little Lies. CHRIST it’s been a long time since I’ve heard this.

Still, fuck’s sake.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

First ever real donation. I feel all growed up now. My bucks are on the end of that running total now.

I’ve actually seen every Red Nose Day. First time I ever saw The Big Yin was on Comic Relief.

I had the chance to do calls with RHL last time around. I feel like a dick for not having done it now.

Other things I need to cut the fuck out of my life include Wikipedia. Why would I spend so much time on this nothingness. Dealing with dweebs in my spare time.

I am |- this close -| to just killing my watchlist entirely. Oh, that would be fun.

In other news, I need my passport number. Conveniently located, AS FUCKING ALWAYS, ON THE BIT OF PAPER I RIPPED UP AND THREW AWAY THIS MORNING. I seriously, seriously have to stop doing that. I’m giving myself mental problems.

Setting your maximum bittorrent connections to wun zillion because your connection and computer are teh fats is all very well until you find that the latest BSG episode has eleven thousand seeds.

Mental note that this shouldn’t be configurable even under expert mode. Which, of course, every single person who has Azureus installed uses. Fucking prefs monkeys.

The best things truly do come to those who wait.

A medium heat over a long time is a bad idea. A low heat (low as sensibly possible) produces super results for the whole family.

Fucking XGL, by the way.

So I’m at this theatre that looks like a bingo hall, I’ve paid £9.75 for a vodka and coke and I’ve just accused this cripple sitting next to me of stealing my mobile phone. Thus I am landed in the middle of a performance art piece on Frankenstein with me playing the part of the one to be reanimated. Kids, don’t ever dream when drunk and upset, thanks.

In other news, closure on another three people is actually hefty good in the long run. I cannot fucking believe the way that telephone call went, I felt like a complete fud.

And I can’t get a flat at a sane price. Cry.

The new:

• Stop pursuing loose women. This doesn’t mean stop associating yourself with them, but we’re talking no sympathy here. Alfie. I think the key target of this one is going to be Murray, assuming that ever happens.

The usual:

• Expect nothing;
• Don’t talk when you don’t need to;
• Whatever you do, don’t tell anyone.

While not hanging about with people who take you for granted reduces your immediate circle of friends, it is proven to (a) provide impetus for you to get off your fat complacent arse and talk to people who don’t and (b) result in a generally enhanced cordial relationship with such people in the future.

In addition, it is unlikely that you are ever going to have a collection of porn which you would regard as “complete” in any sense, so promising yourself that you’ll stop eventually isn’t going to work. Either you cancel your interweb subscription or you gradually fill all available disk with porn. Admit this.

This wysiwyg editor is still iffy. (just to ensure that all rants on this blog go on about wordpress’s fucking text entry widget.)

I have got to stop saying stupid things to other people’s girlfriends.

Bonus points for not drinking on an empty stomach while already physically exhausted.

Party tonight. YAY. This is going to be tip top.