what a waste of post 55. or. its not a waste, i enjoy bloggin

(in his head)
hey there i'm jez, hows it hangin?

(a little deeper)
hey there, i'm jez, hows it hangin?

(deeper still)
hey there i'm jez. hows it hangin?

the door opens to reveal addel i think her name was.
hey there i'm jez, hows it hanglin? (grimace)



PEEP SHOWS BACK!!!!!! whoot. and its still bloody brilliant! some people may well say 'uhh its not as good as it used to be, moan munch moan' but i think this series deffinatelly has it back, if maybe it wavered a bit durin series 4 an 5. in the last one, all the conversations about the boiler were brilliantly written, specially when mark goes mental at it towards the end. nice one david mitchell and robert webb!
awesome sauce!


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chuck palahnuick,
all those wonderfull people in my life,
slartibartfast

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what an absolute stunning weekend. or. 54, this's 54, last call for 54. . . . . . . . .

this weekend has been too good to be true! it really really has. and why's it been so good you enquire. because it has been spent with a lady (what else) a truly amazing beautifull wonderfull woman. saturday was spent babysitting from nine to eight and it was just so easy and comfortable, the day seemed to last forever and every moment was just right. and though shes gone back to mile end i'm gonna be seeing her again and then who knows what ha ha

i know i'm turning into mush as i type but i aint appolagisin for it, i could not have been happier. and the year and a month old baby we were sitting was a delight.


okay okay i promise not to jam up my blog with this sorta stuff but this one had to be said!

i was sacked from my job the monday just gone and tomorra is my last day. why was i sacked? because the bastards coudnt grind me down and i woudnt jump every time they said frog! anyway i'm over it, goin for a pint of black sheep after my shift. its like what someone at work said the other week-if your having an amazing social/love life or whatever outta work, work is most likely gonna be shit! its litteraly like you can't have both, finding a balance is near impossible. an lo an behold what happens to me? i get sacked then have possibly the best weekend of my life with an absolutely fantastyczny lady.

anyway they can go nannas, the owners and bosses are massive kwonts who do fuck all for there staff and grab at the money like scrooge on crack. i've been saying this for ages ha ha you can ask anybody. onwards and upwards!


DON'T LET THE BASTARDS GRIND YOU DOWN! thats one thing i've learnt.
this man knows what i'm talkin about




but what a weekend!

as long as you have a good time, thats all that matters.
this man knows what i'm talkin about






brought to you by everything i've up there i've just splurged at you,
thoughts of an upcoming visit to mile end,
good times,
and and fucken and (as they were named prior to 'the commitments'!

lots of love
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double r.i.p. tuesday. or. i don't know whats appnin, do you?! i don't

keith floyd passed away on monmday september 14th at the age of sixty five after suffering from cancer. he has been described as the epitome of gonzo tv for his cookery programs in the eighties and nineties, sounds good to me.







patrick swayze also fell victim to cancer on monday september 14th at the age of 57. theres that scary C word again. bloody ell honestly.



i'd like to end this on a slightly more uplifting note but haveto say i'm strugglin. i'm gonna make a cupper and leave it at that.



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mi compooter done gone went cablooie (type ting) which sucks the ass big time!!!



on the plus side my auntie has given me a bag of old tapes (music cassettes) that belonged to my uncle david!! proper treasures they are, an to think they nearly got charity shopped is just hideous beyond words!


for those of you who don't know what i'm bangin on about, these are tapes-

http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/147861/mixed-tapes-1-collection.jpg


and this is one from the colection-

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A GENIUS ONE!! its like listnin to an eighties cop show. reight good.


elrossiter is off to read the shining, pleasant nightmares to you all.




this blog is dedicated to the memory of my uncle david. he played drums for a group called 'the chuck fowler band' among others and was known on the old circuit as dave 'cannon' smith!




brought to you by echo and the bunnymen,
black sheep ale,
nic an daves engagement
and tapes!
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hello's, unusal start to the day saturday. or. as long as you have a good time, thats all that matters.

well this morning i got out of bed at about 8.30 (on a saturday, what the duck) and went to the bathroom, all normal proceedings, and looked into the mirror to see a dead moth squished to my forehead..... which i wasn't expecting. i didn't wig or anything, i just plucked the poor little bugger off my loaf. he had staring beady little eyes-wish he'd obviously not been using. on his squashed body the eyes are almost obscenely large, as if he'd realised what was happening at the last second and they had ballooned in surprise daffy duck style.



tonight after i finish work and gonna mi mates for a birthday barby! and the blokes are all doing an 'Arthur Seaton' tribute from the brilliant film 'saturday night and sunday morning' (more to follow on this)








i'm out to have a good time, all the rest is propaganda.





brought to you by the fantastic Albert Finney as Arthur Seaton,
barby's
overtime

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silencesilencesilencesilencesilencesilencesilence. or. . . . . . . . . . . . . . sundi

r.i.p. les paul


*blogging will resume shortly*

*please stand by to receive information*


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fuckinghell he's dead thursday. or. mental.

michael jackson is dead. aged fifty. if this is a massive publicity stunt and he like rises from the dead i'm gonna be massively pissed off! ! ! ! !






r.i.p. sky saxon of the seeds


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tea,
country side

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a full none blogging month of sundays, sunday. or. its now actually wednesday in actual fact, wednedsay.

hello there loyal fan type people. i havent blogged in a month an three whole days, god its mental that. busy with work an drinkin beer an that i spose. though i have still needed to get shiz off mi chest. maybe i'll get back into the schwing of it now.

updates list-

1. i have a beard
2. am on the 9th book of the dresden files by jim butcher with 10 and 11 lined up.
3. i've mostly got over the moaning about women bit and infact things are potentially looking up in that department.
4. have been camping and have another trip lined up, and a trip to that loondoon, and. . . . a massive adventure to bosnia to convene with my brother on his massive photography mission.
5. have tickets to see magazine-oh my god yes!
6. used the word hogwash for the first time ever-and baby it aint gonna be the last.
7. ians mick jagger impression was the best pulling technique i have ever seen ever! legend! she fainted because she was so overwhelmed by his masculinity!
8. lily allen is a fucking idiot.
9. one of the girls is the cutest, sweetest little thing i have ever met, bless her.
and 10. good times good times good times



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good people,
good books,
good beer
and making your own fate!

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they drive me absolutely batty sunday. or. i love them and i hate them.

how is it that i'm still so utterly confused and fairly clueless about women? ! ? ! ?
they drive me completely and utterly insane they reall really really do! everytime you begin thinking something it changes or goes tits up or simply turns out you were wrong/mislead in the first place.

god help me i hope i figure something out soon before i give up entirely! they make me want to scream sometimes they really do.

bugger.


brought to you by the timeless confusion of the opposite sex,
and roller discos-they are aces!

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