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Went out for a couple of beers with the housemates last night at our new local, the London Unity. All was good, nice summer evening on the longest day and all that. The dog managed to spill our drinks, but apart from that all was good. The girls were going to a reggae thing – I couldn’t be bothered because I never feel in a reggae mood at night-time for some reason.
So I trotted off home to watch the telly and the girls went to a cashpoint, got mugged by some guys in wrap-around shades and spent the rest of their night in a police station looking at photos of criminals. One of the pictures was Andy who lived in our house last year – I thought he was joking when he said he went out mugging people, but obviously not.

I came home from work the other week to find Amalia and Natalia discussing buying a private island and assuming it was a joke I headed off to bed.
Then I got back from work again to find that they’d been researching private islands and had found a few contenders. This is the best one by a long stretch, though we thought it was a bit expensive. This one is Amalia’s favourite, but I’d say this one looks the most promising overall. When we buy it I’m going to build a castle at one end and the girls are going to build an underwater palace at the other. Then we’ll declare independence and have a brief civil war to determine leadership.
The only problem I’ve thought of here is rising sea levels, but maybe we can get a discount or something,.

Haven’t been having too much fun these last few days. First my computer went and died and now I have to send it off to be repaired (I’m writing this on D&A’s), then some cunt left their window open at an angle into the street, which I walked swiftly into the corner of. I’ve got bruises all over the top of my chest and had to go off to hospital today to make sure I hadn’t broken any ribs. Thanks that person, will be smashing your fucking window next time I see it in the way.
Gr.

So, a decent enough weekend all-in-all. Went off with Duncan, Amelia & Charlie to the club apparently now known as “B-Low” (because it’s in the basement, so, yeah…) which despite the name was very cool. They played lots of very good music and then some more rubbish indie music, so I danced to the rubbish stuff to be consistent. Then we went and had a smoke in D&A’s back garden.
Not much more to report right now, except that if anyone wants to buy any records I’ll be putting them up here – not much yet but hopefully 35 items or so by this time tomorrow.

Oh, I almost forgot:

Photos from a couple of weeks ago