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Brandi Carlile, CMA Songwriters Series (Brett James, Chris Young, Kristian Bush, Bob DiPiero), Gretchen Peters. Oh and Eurovision

The eye twitch.....

We get all kinds of threatening letters for people who may or may not have lived here previously. British Gas, council parking fines, you name it. They all threaten the bailiffs as a last resort, but I work from home so there's pretty much always someone in. I wonder what would/will actually happen in reality or if it's all just a bluff.

It's a cunning ploy to make people donate more (or at all).

Barry Glendenning from off of the Guardian keeps describing the Africa Cup of Nations as something only hipsters are interested in. I thought hipsters were underwear. I'm so confused.

Brilliant, isn't it? I went all the way to Jönköping to see that live and in person. It was one of the best weekends of my life. Anyway, this is more the kind of fagalicious entertainment I'm hoping to encounter this Saturday: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wc5oNU8VrCo

Getting in the mood for the first semi-final of Melodifestivalen this weekend.

It's all a bit Sweet David, but what the heck, I'd play those ribs like a xylophone.

Second-best result of the day. After Zambia last year and now this, I'm thinking of only betting on the ACN in future.

Amid all the justified criticism of our second-half performance, let us not lose sight of this point.

You tease, you said there'd be chorizo! I read the whole recipe and everything.

I assume "hard boy" is a reference to what he takes in the showers after the game.

Yep. Mind, for all wholemeal pasta is a bit of a slog, I really like the heavy texture of brown rice. And just have smaller portions. I know it sounds daft but the difference between having even 50 grams less pasta or rice with your meal quickly adds up over the course of a week or two.

There's definitely bread and "bread", but still, it seems like an easy enough thing to relinquish if calorie-counting since it's basically dead calories. My main insight into the French diet comes from sitting outside at a bar in Évian a couple of years ago and observing a businesswoman on the next table chain-smoking and feeding most of her "dinner" of cheese and charcuterie meat to her dog. So I think we can conclude that the key to losing weight is to start up on the fags and get yourself a puppy.

We were being managed by a certain ex-Liverpool boss by then

Smashing. Just got in from seeing Spamalot at the theatre, dahlings. Plenty of giggles and a star turn by Stephen Tompkinson, allowing me to scratch a Drop The Dead Donkey fanboy itch (or something). Plus lashings of Currywurst from Herman ze German beforehand.

You can't beat a lunch anecdote that includes the line "we had to join a pro-life march".

http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/the-overthinking-persons-drinking-game-2/