thefuckoffkid

My girlfriend has been singing this song to me lately, very loudly, as we walk through the city. (To my, at least slight, embarrassment.)

To the tune of a well known Tim Rice/Andrew Lloyd-Webber song.

"Don't cry at me, little mansy...
The truth is, I've always dissed you...
All through your mild days,
Your sad existence,
I've got your ball sac...see my assistant..."

She thinks...
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At this point, I love you all.



Fickle little shit, aren't I.

A week away, and now I'm baaack!

Honestly, not quite sure why. Not having a huge big love affair with the site at the moment. And some people here truly, truly, suck. Passive aggressive arse-kissing suckholes.

But some of you are truly wonderful. I think that's why I'm still here.

Yeah. It is. Some of you fucking rock. So thanks.



PS: A brief "Why I...
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Energy for SGing kinda low lately.

It's not the influx of way too many idiotic n00bs, even though that's been hard to miss. I'm not quite sure what it is. I've been working hard trying to get some interesting stuff into the politics blog, and I wonder if it's worth the effort, or if it's pearls before swine. I mean, this was, I thought, a...
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If you read this a few weeks (i.e. 2 journal updates) ago, you read about the soccer game where we had the close encounter with the bees.

I played again on Sunday and half way through the second half, *cooorrrrk*, there went my left knee. I hobbled off the field in shame, unable to play any more, and barely able to walk.

First bees, then...
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Well, you crazy kids, I'm AWOL (mostly) for the rest of this week. I may check in from time to time but not a lot.

I ow some of you some comments, replies, and perhaps even dirty emails, but I'm sure you'll cope without me for a week.

Don't go all Playboy on me while I'm gone.

Played a game of soccer with my brother and his mates on Sunday afternoon. A hot Sydney day that reached about 30 degrees (Celsius, somewhere in the 80s F), we played from about 5.30 to 7pm. At one point someone kicked the ball hard over the top of the posts and into some trees and bushes behind the ground we were playing on.

We kept...
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I love this song.

it's too good
it's too nice
she makes me finish too quick
is it love?
no not love
she turns my sexual trick
she says she's mine, i know she lies
first, i scream, then i cry.
take a second of me
you beckon, i'll be
she suffocates me
she suffocates me with suggestion
i asked 'do you feel the same?'...
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Thanks to the magic of Olivia, past journals can be easily accessed. Now I've moved in with my girlfriend, I need to go back into the world of Why I Love My Girlfriend.

Blasts From The Past.

1. Double Leter Speling.

2. Gib-Jibbing.

3. The Health Crisis. (Long story, but worst over.)

4. You're So The Guy In This Relationship.

So now (after long-run...
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Time for an update.

Busy week in prospect. Packing up completely and moving north, by the end of this week.

Yay. (For the moving, that is, the move itself is exciting.)

Nothing much more profound to say really. Sorry.