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There's nothing quite like...
having a hurst pull up in your driveway with its sleek lines of sombre black ( Read more... ) -
Brett Lee
I wish I could explain myself. But I can't. So I'll just point out again. That there's something about Brett Lee. That makes me stare at him when he's on field. And stare. And stare. And laugh. And stare. And switch off the TV slightly happier.
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ZOMG! BUT THE WINNING!
*freaks out*
because, I watched all of that match, and I knew they were going to win from Brett's very first delivery and I LOVE THEM SO MUCH! I love having boys to call my own. I love that horrific thumping of my heart as I sit with my back against the sofa and try to get absorbed by it.
and I LOVE RP Singh! And I missed Harbhajan this summer, and ( Read more... ) -
Community Support Officers
I noticed yesterday, that the London Borough of Sutton has MANY schools, and a good majority of them seem to be on the 157 bus route. Having never gotten the bus before during the school run, I was amazed by the sheer volume of kids at each bus-stop between St. Helier's and Wallington High Street, but more amazing than the kids, were the Community ( Read more... ) -
Feel the love
I feel the need to point out that I'm feeling much Ian Ward affection right now.
And Mark Ramprakash
And as ever, Nick Knight
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Stalker
I'm looking forward to work tomorrow, truly I am. Rupal loves her media centre.
India vs England Final at Lord's, it'll be great.
Except now, I'm also slightly terrified, because I feel slightly stalker-ish and for once... I DIDN'T WANT TO BE!!!!!!!!! I didn't want to know, I was happy just... and now I'm going to giggle when I see them and it's ( Read more... ) -
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I HATE QM
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Best part-time job in the world
Cross your fingers for me.
I have a Calling. And it is a great inconvenience. But I swear it will make me happy. And if this goes through. I will take pictures. Buy a webcam. Write a diary. Send postcards. Just please. Please -
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OK. So you know when you get the best part-time job in the world, and you're happily squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeing about it to your friend? And then suddenly you stop, because you realise it isn't ACTUALLY the best part-time job in the world.
And you think 'Hey! I have the second best part-time job in the world'
And you do, and you're really really happy. ( Read more... )
