No WoW for days, no Ian Irvine for nights, no metal for evenings, just Radio Active. Thank you Number 6, you are not a number, you are indeed a free man. Did you deliberately choose the house number of 6? Anyway, extra cool all round. Have listened to all of series one and two, and the rest have found their way onto my mp3 pod thingy, displacing the Best of the BeeGees, volumes one and two. Most of it is even suitable for Taff to listen to. She was going to anyway. In other cool news we downloaded the Top Gear arctic special last night. In was a struggle: there was only about point seven of a million seeders with it on torrent...
The lovely John has once again given me the weekend off call - I would kiss him except he doesn't shave often enough. He is going to spend next year working in the UK as a sonographer, so I'll have to either find a replacement fill in or resign due to insanity. More insanity. I'm sorry, I haven't a clue what I'll do about it.
"...And so, ladies and gentlemen, as the 4x4 of destiny on the level crossing of fate stalls in the path of the speeding freight train of doom, and the signalman of time rushes to fetch his camera..."
The lovely John has once again given me the weekend off call - I would kiss him except he doesn't shave often enough. He is going to spend next year working in the UK as a sonographer, so I'll have to either find a replacement fill in or resign due to insanity. More insanity. I'm sorry, I haven't a clue what I'll do about it."...And so, ladies and gentlemen, as the 4x4 of destiny on the level crossing of fate stalls in the path of the speeding freight train of doom, and the signalman of time rushes to fetch his camera..."
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