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The last night in Prague was better than any. After the fascinating activity of sitting in a tattoo & piercing shop waiting for Miriam, Amanda & Heidi to have holes put through their bodies and extravagant dye put in their … Continue reading

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Sunday wasn’t too shabby. Ate some food with friends and then went off to visit my most recent ex. We took ten minutes or so trying to find somewhere to get a drink. Don’t think it could have gone better … Continue reading

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Feeling pretty good now. Didn’t overdo it at all last night – only had two beers and went to bed at 1.30. I’m almost a monk. I’d even have my voice back if I hadn’t spent about an hour doing … Continue reading

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Still medicated up to the gills in ’05 and now able to speak, though still in a Barry White tone. Stastny Novy Rok, all, by the way. Staying with Hamish and Wendy in Dejvice at the moment, trying to recover … Continue reading

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Just so you know, I’m typing on a metal keyboard (finger numbing good) on a glorified phonebox at Stansted Airport. And paying a quid for 15 mins too, but some loser left some money in it so I don’t mind. … Continue reading

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A day before going off to freezing cold Prague I’ve somehow caught the flu. I’ve bought lots of English medication to take with me, and am lying in bed as much as possible before the stress of tomorrow – getting … Continue reading

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Christmas was good, then. I can’t particularly see what everyone complains about. No work, people giving you stuff, and I also genuinely like my odd little family and get on with them fine. I got some DVDs mainly. Everything I … Continue reading

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Its Christmas time. Theres no need to be afraid. No need to imagine there would be any need to be afraid either. Yesterday we had my cousins over. The ones who went to school with me and I know very … Continue reading

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I went back to the callcentre for one last day of work on Tuesday, my first on the new 9am-7pm shift which is bound to send me scurrying back into the skilled professions by March. Am considering becoming a plumber. … Continue reading

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Brief entry. Am shattered. I had a good time at Martin’s wedding – haven’t seen him for over two years and he looks exactly the same. Don’t think that family ‘does’ aging. I drank Remy Martin, smoked a cuban cigar, … Continue reading

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