Drinking. Tomorrow. Ben Crouch. From 3pm. Bring me stuff.

My birthday (well almost).

March 11th in the Ben Crouch from whenever you can make it. Shall we say 2pm onwards?

No excuses, I expect everybody to be there at some point. Bringing me nice stuff would be appreciated, but alcohol will do. Possibly on for late drinks somewhere, depending on how wasted I get (oh the shame of last year...)

On a train to Leeds. First class is heaving and there are only 7 seats for smokers, but I have one and I'm not moving now. All in all I'd rather be at Blade: Trinity.

Eeeeee! 4 discs of Dawn Of The Dead goodness arrived in the post today. Yanquis can do some things right.

Some little chav cunt just threw a huge rock at our front window. I fucking hate Hackney sometimes.

Posting via my phone, watching Fight Club and getting my nails done. Yay for Futuretech! And I have cool new trainers from New Rock via Barcelona.

I've got one of these. Now let's see how often I do anything with it.