No. Not interesting. I don't feel like being interesting. I feel like wallowing in self pity instead.
I have a (very) sore neck AND HAVE DONE FOR NEARLY ELEVEN MONTHS which is more than a little TEDIOUS.
Yes. I know.
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Welcome to the contents of my head. It's a funny old head, you have been warned. You're not here anyway, you're a figment of delusion. Hmm.
People with impeccably good taste:
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- Some truths.
- Well!
- Poor me
- Masterchef!!
- iPhone stuff for UK people
- Seeing clearly
- Dangerous topic
- Groupiedom
- Mr Men
- Meh
- How to lose a kitchen appliance
- Bad programming
- Cheesy tip
- Wedding day
- Valentines Day
- Grrrr
- Humble pie
- Feel good and think
- 100k
- The eyes have it
- Sadness and hatred for fellow human beings
- Pah
- Films, mostly starting with A
- Genius simplicity
- Styleshake
- The missing
- Perfect programming
- Googly brained
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3 comments:
What's the prognosis?
Whiplash - a minor inconvenience - gets better in:
one month, amended to
four months, amended to
within a year, latest amendment poised to be
within two years
in other words: we don't have a scoobie.
damn.
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