i just lost a bloody entry cos the internet connection went for about two minutes and came back again.

i was saying how, by releasing 3 versions of the single, the bastards at aqualung HQ are making me buy all of them. oh well, only 7 quid. about the price of half of top. or half the price of a top. whatever.

i amused my american counterparts by pronouncing "z" as "zed" today. (i remember the opposite happening in the UK back in the day. how i hated those days) anyway, i was like, "yeah, zed, like Zed Leppelin." maybe not. so then we had to go into the business of "nucking futs" and i had to tell everyone about "cunning stunts". the problem with those is that i always say them the way they are meant to be understood, therefore robbing them of all meaning.

drawstring trousers. what a weird invention. at least i don't have to get paranoid about undone flies. i'll never stuff my fat arse into jeans again. never.

4 day week, 4 day weekend, 4 day week! heaven, i say!

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th since 5th october 2001