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It's a shame you don't anymore huh? No. No, it really isn't. Come off it, I'd turn for you in a second if you had an 80s mullet. Without hesitation. While making a face like that for you. As I said...

It's a shame you don't anymore huh? No. No, it really isn't.

I was trying to make a "Pots And Schooners"/"Sons And Daughters" Aussie soap-related pun, but it didn't happen. Just so you know.

I had that game. And at least two of the haircuts displayed by the kids on the box.

Talk about different approaches. It's like some kind of experiment. We must compare notes afterwards.

I love how random football is sometimes. Meanwhile, I'm onto the lolcats. Time for a shot of something strong before a meeting with the pillow god, I think.

I'm still amazed he didn't, to be honest. Buttocks of steel, I tell you.

Well if you will insist on imitating your avatar...

Right, now I'm so bored I'm navigating Swedish-language sites to see if you can buy a weekly Stockholm public transport ticket from one of the outlets at Arlanda Airport. You can definitely get 24- and 72-hour tickets from them, but I'm not sure about weekly ones. The trip isn't until March.

Two of my last three moves have been "let's go somewhere I've got a roof over my head and worry about getting a job later", and they've worked out pretty well. I'm not saying I necessarily recommend it as a tactic though, there were superb amounts of luck and coincidence involved in both cases. Then again, if you're happy to work doing pretty much anything, there's invariably something out there. And if nothing else, if you were in Newcastle you could go along to the pissups with your empty pockets and sit on the teetotal bench with Cath.

Yeah, sometimes it's hard to do something you reckon is beneath where you should ideally be, but experience is everything. It's bit of a Catch 22 situation really.

In that case I won't, as I might be inadvertently stepping on your toes.

Writing CVs and application forms is enough to drive me into a coma, never mind sending me to sleep. Maybe I should try applying for some jobs I have no intention of actually doing, just for kicks.

My sleep pattern's completely fucked right now, just for a change. I'm so desperate I'm getting a head start on tomorrow's work.

You didn't say you were coming!

There's some bloody weird faces too.

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http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/education/7719540.stm

I dunno, I know a lot of otherwise reasonable people who throw their hands up in despair (and the art of xisco) at the thought of our Glaswegian brothers and their irrational little feud. It can't be mere coincidence that a good number of footballing folk would happily lock them all in a room and welcome whoever/whatever came out the other side victorious.

Smooth Operator still waxes lyrical about my packed-to-bursting stadium. Tonight, meanwhile, this link has got me all nostalgic: http://www.guardian.co.uk/sport/blog/2008/...-football-games So, g'wan: your Subbuteo reminiscences, folks?

I'm pretty sick of Brown blaming everything on America, mind. He's been scarcely less negligent himself.

Undoubtedly. At least in terms of winning the election - in hindsight, they might end up wishing they'd lost it and condemned the Republicans to having to deal with the fallout, because it's only going to get uglier. The Dems could have triumphed in 2012 and become unbeatable for a generation. But them's the breaks, I guess.

Everything's coming up mavericky. Like I said umpteen pages ago, I still feel a bit sorry for McCain - a decent enough man (by politician standards, anyway) who was tempted into biting the Repug apple for the sake of one last shot at the big time, only to find that it was full of worms. Freaky worms that were several times bigger than him. This analogy is awful. Sorry.

Cracking song I have that album on Vinyl somewhere. Had some canny songs on but cant really remember them.. Only other one I can recall was Is Wrestling Fixed. Do Re Me So Far So Good