creamygoodness

A few definitions for you, if you will,

Enormously inappropriate: Deciding that the finale of the new Harry Potter film is the perfect time to start wanking off your boyfriend.

Just plain rude: Doing it right across the aisle from me.

Entirely justified response: Leaning over after the lights come back up and complimenting the lady on her wand-work, then running off before she can...
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Down-Forwards+B, B, Forward-Forward-B, A+G, A+B+K, Back+B!

Sorry. I guess I've spent too much time on the PS2 recently as my brain seems to have re-wired itself to think purely in terms of Soul Calibur 3 moves. I swear, I think I've transcended into some kind of higher being expressely evolved for the purpose of putting boot to digitized ass. Me and my boy Kilik will...
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Well, my promise to spend more time doing Internetty-type things didn't pan out too well, did it? I would make excuses but the fact is that, on the whole, I've just been falling asleep before I get to come online which isn't a very rock-and-roll excuse so let's just pretend it's because I've been snorting coke off the tits of the Australian Olympic Beach Volleyball...
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First of all, my presence here has been somewhat remiss as of late. I do apologise for this. I always do things in phases, and Ye Olde Intarweb seems to have taken something of a back seat as of late. I can't make any promises, but I'll try and be a teensy bit more active. I mean, it would be shockingly unfair to deprive you...
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Well well well my little potato-cakes of splendiferousness (that one's for Kogii). It hasn't been all that long since my last update but I've got a ferew things to get through, so here goes.

First of all, I watched Man On Fire yesterday. I don't know why, but for some reason every now and then there's a film that drags my inner critic out...
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Well hello my little dumplings of delight. And how have you been?

Me, well I quite fancy taking a nailgun and using it to permanently attach all the unbelievably annoying people coming to my library to each other in a painful bloody conga line. Apart from that I'm groovy.

I did see a few people yesterday whom I haven't seen in far too long. I've...
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Wheeeee. Well I had an enormous amount of fun this weekend. Sometimes you forget how much fun it can be to meet new people and do new things. Many hugs and inappropriate kisses to all the fabby new people who turned up such as Sky (I know I met you once already but it was like 20 minutes in the morning), Coldandwet (likewise), foralways (I...
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Well. I suppose I should probably update at this point. I shan't say that much about the weekehnd other than:

*I had much fun
*I busted out my mad, crazy-fresh dance moves. FEAR THEM.
*Serenity rocks my oversized, Firefly-loving socks. For the love of all that is holy go watch it you heathens.

Moving on, I'm hereby starting what I intend to be a semi-regular...
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CURSES! Well it would appear that I was, in my last journal, taken in by an old urban myth. If you can't believe your mum's workmate's mother, who can you believe? IT'S MADNESS I TELL YOU.

So in lieu of anything extaordinarily exciting to say about my life as of late, here's an episode in the (not quite) ongoing series entitled "Things I probably shouldn't...
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Well this is a somewhat unique opportunity. I have the chance to see if I can start an honest-to-god urban myth here. Well, to be fair, my mum's workmate is the one starting it, I'm just the guy putting it on the Internet, but as we all know, Zero Wing didn't REALLY have an amusingly badly-translated intro until someone added bad techno and put it...
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Argh! I can't believe I completely forgot about Neil updating my journal when I was stupid enough to leave it logged on at his house. Schoolboy error. Now people are going to go and think that I actually LIKE him, and Christ knows what a bad thing that would be.

But yes, that was an interesting weekend. Didn't get off to a wonderful start, what...
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Well, that was a fun weekend. I suppose I should probably write about it. I can feel the UK end of the SG already groaning under the weight of journal entries about Reading. I only actually went on the saturday, never got round to buying a ticket for the full weekend and, well, pretty much all the bands I really wanted to see were playing...
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