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26th February

100. Wow. I really don't have a life.

Half watching Attack the Block fam. I saw this at the cinema. When we saw EVERYTHING at the cinema. Happy times.

It went ok. We ate Doritos and drank fizzy wine and the only complaint was that the salsa was too chunky. What can I do? The Oscars were ok. 2 1/2 hours flew by. It's lost about 90 mins by not having a host. Carry on doing that. Sophie from Peep Show won. Withnail didn't. Happy / Sad.

I have ONLY eaten Dorito's today. And some jelly beans.

Walked the dog. Had a bath. Average.

Bought Assassins Creed (again) which I seem to do nearly every year. I imagine I will play it for about 2 hours and then never ever go back to it (which I seem to do every year). £50 well spent.

Blood Orange vodka as you asked.

I need to remember to unlock the door. Maybe it might be better if I didn't. Let see how that works out.

Say hello. Please. I miss you.

Watching Twitch a lot which I don't really understand. I like the girl that does dancing. Thats fun.

Watched Raw. Roman Reigns is OK. Good news. Weird that he disappeared  for just enough time to make a film and he doesn't seem to have gone through any kind of chemotherapy. But it's good. All good. Glad the big dog is back in his yard. Wonder how long it will take the crowd to turn.

Apart from that. I don't have much credit left so I need to go soon.

Any galdem send me a page, a fax or a message on MySpace.

You get me?

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