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Why is Point Pleasant on so late? I quite like the show, maybe more so than Roswell although it could just be that Point Pleasant is new and so I don't know what's going to happen. I looked for it on DVD yesterday but my search was in vain. It reminds me of being young again, and oh my Samuel Page" is HOT! That smile! *melts ( Read more... ) -
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What Olivia said:
"I realised last night that I much prefer real life over livejournal ... As a result I won't be posting very much from now on ... I'll keep on reading though, so it's up to you if you wanna do the ol' deleto' or what not! I won't go hatin', promise!"
Instead, I will be posting on my whosentyou.com domain a lot more, and ( Read more... ) -
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Chris is wearing a silver belt. Even though he is sleepy, even though I only called him half an hour ago, he has finally turned up ( Read more... ) -
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Gully Appreciation Day # ...Gully and I have been going out now for one and a half years, and living together for almost a year. That means that we have seen each other virtually every day for the past eighteen months. Yet I still find myself with tears in my eyes at the airport when I have to leave him. If you'd seen us then, you might think that ( Read more... ) -
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I have a cold. I dislike colds because they prevent me from breathing through my nose. As a result, I am forced to breathe through my mouth and I can feel dust particles sticking to my oesophagus. They tickle my throat (in a bad way), and make me cough. Codral does not seem to be helping me this time around, and I have spent the day lying on the ( Read more... ) -
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You know you've been reading too much New Weekly when...
The 25 year old raven haired beauty was seen folding the laundry by herself, while her hunky beau of one and a half years snuggled on the couch.
[ Out of focus picture of Gully on the couch under carebear duvet, big red arrow pointing to air lump on duvet with caption - Could this be ( Read more... ) -
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The air is hot like the breath of a fresh baked biscuit. It is the end of the world, I am convinced of it. There are ominous signs, like the importunate bird that repeatedly flies into our window during the late hours of the morning.
"Why does it do that?" I ask Gully as we observe the self massacre. Thump. Surely, the bird has realised by now ( Read more... ) -
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When I was in primary school, my friend Jessica had a collection of Swarovksi crystals which she kept in a little black cabinet. Each crystal had it's own compartment, and at the very top was a compartment larger than all the others, where she kept the gold trimmed train ( Read more... ) -
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