Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Martial mutants of the underground vision!

I'm not sure how long I can sit on this speeding train until my back does that awful spaz and I jump out of my seat like a red hot poker has been shoved up my ass!

I wish these painkillers kicked in early!

Got so much work on, and such little time to get them done by, and not many people that can help either - other than a time-lord and a TARDIS.

I'm going to use some army language now (my grandads term for swearing) don't read this para if you disapprove, it helps me to vent my anger vocally! Fuck shit bollocks, fuck shit bollocks, fuck shitty bollocks!!!

That's better much more relieved.
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