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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
Age 23, living in sin in Twickenham with Cheesy
Likes
Movies
Books
Writing
Theatre
Hugs
Kittens
Chess
Scrabble (mostly beating Cheesy's butt)
Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Dislikes
Vegetables
Arguments
Cleaning
Trashy TV
Pretensions
Public Transport
Pets
Rabbits-Bambi, Fern, Sooty, Pippa-all deceased
Dog-Sammy-deceased :(
Fish-CatFlap-recently (and finally!) deceased
Cat-Tiggy-still scratching
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Technically Rachel
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Friday, June 24, 2005
I loved the finale of Dr Who - though it has left me with divided loyalties. Pining after the yummy Christopher Eccleston, (who I reckon should never have left the series) and giddying myself in excitement with the arrival of David Tenant, who has the best most infectious grin ever ("Ooh... new teeth... that's weird"). Excellent stuff.
Wonder what the Americans will think of it when they get it.
Weekend ahead seems fairly dull plans-wise - shall have to find something amusing to do methinks. Job stuff is working out - got indefinite work now with the new hunky boss (Tall Boy - if he was single I'd be blind-dating the pair of you RIGHT NOW).
Hah - and it's pissing down on Glastonbury - serves the silly buggers right for buying tickets to see Coldplay and Kylie (yes, her boob events are tragic and I know she's not performing there now, but people originally thought she was and bought tickets to watch her at Glastonbury, which is just wrong. Pop does not belong at Glastonbury. And Coldplay are just whiny gits. My that was a long sidenote).
Sigh. I'm bored. Anyone any ideas for stuff to do this weekend?
Oh, and for those of you who physically want to be sick everytime that little bastard Crazy Frog appears on our screens, warping our eardrums and making our eyes bleed - take a gander at this, and feel better.
10:15 am
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