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To write or not to write.
I was afraid that this entry would end up as a "final will and testament" of my 40 years of existence and since I have another hour to 1) wash the dishes, 2) pack G's and C's golf gear, 3) get my shit together before the weekend plods in, my specific instructions for my funeral memorial will have to wait.
So...
Here we are. In Kuching, Sarawak, ( Read more... ) -
Because we walked on, with hope in our hearts...
24 hours of unsettled nerves, I've finally calmed down. Sputters of excitement amidst picking up dirty clothes and hanging out laundry. WE ARE FUCKING GOING TO KYIV!!! Be afraid CR7, be very afraid!!!
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2 lines...
(Have to document this somehow)...*clears throat ( Read more... ) -
Rafa Benitez is a tool...
...and not the sharpest one in the box at that!
1-0 down at Sunderland is just not right.
Mortifying. -
Of wigs and buck nights...
I just found out today that my son could potentially be afraid clowns. Yes, and he might develop a distinct phobia for garishly made-up prostitutes too. This evening, Gabriel had the misfortune (or luxury?) of learning that about himself. At a stag party ( Read more... ) -
And so you're back, from outer space...
The counter was showing something over 259 weeks since the last post. Well, what do we have here now ( Read more... ) -
On a whim...
Nothing special at all about this date. Nein. Just acting on impulse to fill this space like I've done before SEVEN months ago ( Read more... )
