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DDR RAWKS

I could FREAK YOUR SOCKS RIGHT THROUGH YOUR FUCKING SHOES with some robot moves...I'm also proficient at some old school, Campbell-style poppin & lockin like Re-Run from What's Happening...

oh yer, and a happy new ear.

See Battle Royale. See Battle Royale! Soon.

But NOT Battle Royale 2. That one is one of only two films with explosions in that almost sent me to sleep - Soldier being the other.

*hugs*

hey scottie! i miss you we have to play some IN the GROOVE no more of this DDR crap! hahaha j/k but i miss you much love to you from so cal and me!

i am wearing my bum gloves that's all i need. thanx for the advice to you too man

haha, christmas is the soul of humour and scary family. i will be writing about my aunt and uncles family which is comic to watch because they simply never stop arguing. great to hear from you, i will have a full journal post out soon and it should make humurous reading or im not woody allen.

rawk on!

yeah, it could have been way worse. It is all fixed now, and I've decied not to worry about it anymore.
Where did you live in Indiana? I went to school in Champaign (which is IL, but close to the border) and it was super freezing in the winter. the wind!!! I suspect I will be doing a lot of drinking and saying inside as well. I'm contemplating just coccooning in a blanket for the duration of my trip.

Man, sorry, orry, sorry about not getting those scans done. Blame work. I do, kinda. I will do them before the New Year... promise...kinda.

Have a thumping Xmas.

hehehehe yer so silly you and your making sure everything is perfect in pictureness

Umm, don't plan on that copy any time soon. They finished the second rough cut a few months ago, and haven't touched the thing since. I don't know if Sam even remembers he's got a short that needs finishing I should probably remind him. I was never a big fan of the script anyway. I don't really think he was either.

Well, I'm of to steal candy from the kiddies.

I still have not seen "O brother where art thou" . I keep meaning to but it doesn't happen. May never happen. A lot of the time if I don't see it while it was in the theaters then I never will.

My daughter played a lot of Pokemon and Magic the gathering, I do think the games are helpful in teaching reasoning and strategy. Probably worth the investment although I have no idea what a Yu-Gi-Oh duel disk thingamajigger is or how much it would cost.

I think you are making the good call with the suit. I don't think there is anything wrong with responsible gun ownership but the suit seems a more useful choice.

Hope the bowling was fun.

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hi!
It was nice to meet you the other day. Thanks for the NKOTB watch. it is dope.

Before I go into the spitting junkie near miss I'm gonna big you up on yer resourcefulness. Editing a movie, surviving a crash, finding a post office and keeping your cool with eejits. Worthy of a massive big up.

Right, now you're bigged - the near miss.

So I'm walking to the chemists yesterday and on my way there I see and pass this woman and weird looking dude. From his sunken eyes, hung look, dirty face, cheap clothes and walk I could this guy was a junkie. One of the 'Hoofields' lot - it's real easy to spot the junkies round these parts.

Anyway I'm in the chemist and it starts raining. I leave the chemists and head for home. On my way home I approach the bus stop and guess who's there waiting for a ride to 'Hoofields'?

As an aside - Hoofields is a 20 minute walk from that bus stop. Why that crowd rely on the buses so much is beyond me. Lazy swine.

At this moment in time, there's no problem on my part. He's just standing around talking to his fellows.

Then he spits in public.

Two things that draw my ire - spitting and junkies.

Try as I did to disguise my disgust, my faced frowned nasty towards the guy. He saw this, we locked eyes. We engaged in a short, 3 seconds max, personal staredown.

In that time I resolved to whack the fucker if he spat on or at me, irregardess of his friends being around or not. He must have gotten that message in the staredown. His face contorted. I'd challenged him.

I broke off the stare and pushed the prescription into my pockets - heart tablets for mum, she needed them - and I wasn't about to let that filth even get a grab at them.

The ball was in this guy's court. He knew what pissed me off. the question now: was he going to start something?

I'm walking on, I pass the bus stop, I feel this guy looking at me. Had I turned around shit would have started, it was that sort of situation.

I walk past and on. Once I past the junkie starts swearing and cursing, about what I couldn't tell you. Could only tell you he said 'fuck' a lot. If it was about me I really couldn't have cared. Foul language just doesn't offend me, even if it's towards me because I'm not going to risk a jail sentence over what some ignorant bastard says - unless it's towards family or a friend who doesn't deserve it (and I have a fair few who do ).

Two things I learned about this whole thing:

1. I really must disguise my emotions better in public. If I lived in a city I would have gotten involved in something by now.

2. There's nobody on this island that dares fucks with me one on one. Actually that's nothing really new consideing I'm 6' 5'' and deceptively strong - not to big myself up or anything

There ends the anedote. Go in peace.

nice! you better get better before saturday!!!

I sent that comic to your AOL addy (that was me being clever - in retrospect I look like a twat). Because I didn't get one of those 'DELIVERY IS FECKED' e-mails I thought all was well. I'll send you another e-mail in a tick.

You so totally have to see American Movie. Anyone who works on a film must watch American Movie. I'm declaring it. In fact bunk off from the editing room, rent, nab or order the DVD and watch it. Can't recommend American Movie highly enough.