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[15 Oct 2003|01:01am] |
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The Postal Service - Brand New Colony |
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This colour scheme leaves much to be desired. I must re-vamp immediately.
I'm really bored and nobody is online and the BBS is broked and my net is really slow, so I'm updating this thing. I got a greatestjournal too.. what's that all about? There's something wrong with my head. I just feel like typing but everthing that comes out is rubbish. Bleh. That ain't gonna stop me though.
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers. But if Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?!
Hmm.. I get the urge to do strange things. It's not good. Or maybe it is, I don't know. I like to ramble. Rambling is good when you have a good keyboard like mine. It is muchos funios. I tells ya. It really is.
Believe it baybeh!
Right, I'm off to make this bastard look attractive. Oh yes indeedy.
Bill xx
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[15 Oct 2003|06:28pm] |
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accomplished |
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Brand New - I Will Play My Game Beneath the Spin Light |
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I fucking hate cramp. It is the devil.
Glad I got this layout sorted. It was sooper-dooper ugly. But I saved it. Huzzah.
Bill xx
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