I cut my fringe back in, because I was sick of the sight of my own forehead: Having another yawnerific “discussion” with Rob via Facebook concerning tennis. He seems bothered by my opinion that today’s Australian Open final was a disappointment. Last year’s was one of the best matches I’ve ever seen (it wasn’t as [...]
More tennis wank, I’m afraid.
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Ode to Rafa’s Knees
Dear Rafa’s knees, I must confess, your behaviour brings me much distress, This poor young man did all he could to battle past the horrid Muzz, and yet you hold him back again! Why can’t you be more of a friend? The boy did try his very best, but could not get past that leg-long [...]
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Graduation.
I graduated! AT LAST! It was so good to have Jack there. I didn’t hang around to party or anything, but I feel as if those days are behind me now. Life begins. Congratulations to everyone else that graduated in the class of 2009. Apart from the usual bitches who wish me no happiness, I’m [...]
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Dancing in the dark.
Well, tomorrow will be the grateful end of the last three years of my life. I’m graduating…at nine o’ clock in the morning…fuckin’ Derby Uni, useless as ever! I have my dress planned and ready (and by “ready” I mean screwed up in a ball and on the floor somewhere, doubtless hidden beneath other clothes), [...]
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Little steps.
I bought the same A7X shirt twice, one black with white print and the other white with black print (see above). I really need to learn some self control. Whenever I pluck up the courage to pick up the phone this week (I have serious phone-phobia) I will call my bank and request new details [...]
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