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February 11th

Watched Opera again and enjoyed it a lot. Much more than last time. I wasn't pissed which may have helped. It's still a bit slow bit when its great it's really great and the ending is still as bonkers as ever.

Have also started rewatching Heroes which as I remember has a great first series with a shit last episode and then is just alright.

The roof is fixed after many delays and thats one less thing to worry about. All I have to worry about now is paying for it. For this reason I am doing overtime at work which is not very me at all.

In other news nothing new is happening. Wide spread panic at work as to if we will all be employed this time next year due to twats and old people voting to leave Europe. I am glad you enjoyed and benefited from being in the European Union and now you are going to die you don't want us to be in it any more. Cheers for that old people. And racists. And idiots. And David Cameron.

I have the next in a series of seemingly endless colds that just cycle around and around. It's got to the stage where being ill is normal so I am not actually defining myself as being ill.

Cant be arsed with any games. Need to bring myself to sell Resident Evil 2 as can't be bothered to play through it a third and forth time. There is nothing on the horizon that I am looking forward to. I fully expect Crackdown to be shit on Friday.

I might be getting back into films as seeming to enjoy them quite a bit more at the moment. I guess it's all phases. Playing through Dark Souls again (this time on Switch) but I don't really think of Dark Souls as a game. It's more cognitive behavioural therapy to me.

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