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  1. Oh the cheek of it

    by , 06-14-2007 at 12:46 PM (A Ramble through Smilie Land)
    yes Im being very very cheeky here but Im sort of desperate this year.
    On saterday I will be doing a midnight walk to raise money for our local hospice St lukes. Its not just a place to go and die, but also has chronic pain clinic and things like that, unfortunatly almost completly run on money raised by charity. Soo yeah not the best way of asking but if anyone has a couple of quid going spare sponser me please??

    Linky to the sponser night page.
    I will say its not ...
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  2. Prayer Request

    So much for silence; I need prayer first.

    Yesterday a lady called me up and asked me to interview for an Office Mgr position about 5 minutes from here. It sounded good so I agreed to 11AM today.

    She sent me an email that contained a description of the job. I just reviewed it and am blown away.

    First, the job would be day hours, so I can finally take care of my son (someone called the police about him being home until 11PM alone due to my work hours, ...
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  3. spooky

    by , 06-14-2007 at 04:59 AM (Barmy Blue's Bland Blog)
    Spooky. I feel like I’m in some kind of bad zombie film I hate zombies. Mummies, sure, vampires, great, werewolves, love them but zombies. No. Hate them.
    And why do I feel like this? Because the common room’s completely empty. Devoid of all life except for me. I must say, I like the peace and quiet but it’s a bit creepy and I’m feeling a bit bored already, and the windows are all open (because it’s warm. I wouldn’t quite call it hot) and they keep rattling the blinds so I think someone’s
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  4. Sorry, me again.

    by , 06-13-2007 at 10:29 PM (I'm a Diced Tomato)
    I got all A's for my second semester! That means all A's for the entire year! I've NEVER done that before! Yay!!!!
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  5. "BICKLE"

    I've always harbored a love/hate relationship with jazz: loving it for its passion but hating it for its oftentimes vulgar incomprehensibility. This is how I feel about New York City, and I've wandered through this place since the day I was born. Beauty and grace, form and unity, run a rapid existence with that of depravity and chaos.

    Jazz bears a frequent and stereotypical association with late nights in smoke-laden saloons and similar retreats: cheap wine, cheap women and even cheaper ...
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