motherfuckers


I already bought the fucking 5 disc special edition you bastards. Now a mere year later fucking NINE fucking disc special edition.

Fucking bastards.

Tonight was pool down the proper pool hall and was lots of fun. Tomorrow is the same but with many more people coming along.

Loads of other stuff going on, the question of the day is when is it ok (and indeed required) for you to pressure your friends into telling you what is going on?

Just talking to someone about DC. I want to go back. Aside from wanting to see friends I want to wander around the Mall armed with my camera. I’d need more memory for it I’m sure. Ah well who knows. Flights are cheap to here and I do have a place to stay. Sometime.

Oh and I really need to get around to finishing reading His Dark Materials. Read and enjoyed the first book, bought the next two…left on shelf. Maybe take some time off.

Online Chess rocks.

I really should go to bed. I have new Buffy and new Angel calling to me. The cds are sitting beside me and I want to watch them. I need to get more cds, I’ve only a few left. And damn it, I missed CSI and Boomtown tonight as I was out playing pool later than I had planned.

Follow the day and reach for the sun. The Spree are so much not rock n’ roll that they are nothing but rock n’ roll.

The State of the Union: Drinking Game – awesome. Will there be a war when I wake up in the morning?