January 30th, 2007

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My name is DurAnorak, and I am addicted to caffeine. I am in tears because I don't have any coke and I'm in too much pain to walk up the hill to get some. I am absurd.

Also because my mother's just rung me to have one of those pointless mother conversations - you know, the ones where you say 'what?' and they say 'I just rang you to say that we might not be able to see that flat, but we might, I don't know, I'm waiting for the woman to ring me back', and you're like 'so you're ringing me because why?' and they're all 'I just wanted your opinion' and you can't HAVE an opinion because there is no actual situation.

I am a very tired person.

Listening to Rick Springfield covering 'Broken Wings', though, which is nice. Shush. I defend my dubious taste in 80s MOR until death.

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    It sounds like someone doing it at karaoke, mind.
(I've tried patience)

From Chester with love

John Paul! What are you doing? Look at Craig's face! Look at his face! He's crazy about you and he's not even managing to keep it much of a secret at the moment! You muppet. You are not straight. Cease this nonsense.

Warren needs slapping up. I miss Kris. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm actually sick of Justin.

More as it happens (or, frequently, either 24 hours earlier or 24 hours later. I'm not sure how I'm going to get to see Thursday's. Oh well. Omnibus!)