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Legs are in pain. Might try light exercise on them tomorrow at the gym. Id go swimming but I still haven't done anything about getting some trunks.

Bisset wrote:What is it with Maplin staff that they are obliged to try and sell you that shitty £1 screwdriver at the tills every time you go in? No I don't want to buy your shitty screwdriver because I'm buying other fucking screwdrivers...you fuck.

Persuading people to buy things they don't need is a key part of our economic system. Many jobs depend upon it.

Turbo wrote:Legs are in pain. Might try light exercise on them tomorrow at the gym. Id go swimming but I still haven't done anything about getting some trunks.

I should look at varying things up with swimming. Hear it can tone you up but I probably won't shed anything proper until I were to give up beer. Which ain't happening soon.

NeglectedField wrote:

Turbo wrote:Legs are in pain. Might try light exercise on them tomorrow at the gym. Id go swimming but I still haven't done anything about getting some trunks.

I should look at varying things up with swimming. Hear it can tone you up but I probably won't shed anything proper until I were to give up beer. Which ain't happening soon.

That pain bro

Went to a comedy bar last night and all the acts were crap. Also I faded hard at about 11pm and got an uber home like a total wuss, was in bed 30 mins later. Even after 12 hours in bed i'm still feeling like the arse end of a cow.
Bring on Muskelrock

Fucking speed awareness course tomorrow. I still can't get over this is going to take over 4 hours of my life. Seriously if I had known this I would have taken the points.

No distros in Europe have 2 LPs I want, and with postage ordering from US comes to $98. Can't find any cheap accommodation whatsoever in Birmingham for Ritchie Blackmore either, so might just rough it the night.

Soul destroying. I am going through my I never want to drive again phase once more. Yeah it really takes that little for that.

I'm so hungover I think I might die.

You're not supposed to cut yourself washing your egg poacher, but there you go.

You have an egg poacher? You posh sod.

My grumble is that everything I own is now in boxes. The majority of it won't be out of boxes until Mid July at the earliest.

On the plus side, I got custody of the Amigas from my parents! The girlfriend won't appreciate having them cutter up her flat for the next six weeks, but fuck it.

Balerion shat on my window ledge. Nice one dickhead.

Gigs which seemingly have no curfew. I can't remember the last time I went to a gig that run until 12am. Bit of a sod when you cannot get back from Leicester via public transport...so ill drive that one I guess.

I was supposed to get a day ticket to Download to see Rammstein, but because my life got fucked up and I have no money that is no longer an option. Great, just great.

I think my phone is bust. Its not charging. Been on 1% for an hour. Sending it back if it has anything less than 100% tomorrow morning. Really super sick of it. Never getting another Samsung phone they're shit.