so, long story short....

....and that's when i found out lola wasn't a woman, 'puff the magic dragon' was subliminally about drugs, and the trusting man with the bike pole up my arse was actually a homosexual....

oh hey there, long time no see.... my god, you're all ugly...

ah well, plastic surgery cost a bomb so you are forgiven.. how the hell are you all?

i'll be honest...recently ive actually been busy and havnt had time to think about blogging. for this, a mortal sin, i shall probaby go to hell....but in the mean time i will maintain blogging about crap.

this in itself is just another lil' petit blog to tide the system over till i can manipulate my cells to conjure up some 'good shit' for you all to absorb like cocaine, leaving you feeling cold and desperate, yet exhilerated and buzzing for hours.... untill it runs out and you feel dirty and ashamed like that hooker i saw in cardiff one day.... my god, what a tramp. if anyone could think of a better use for Mr Muscle, it was on her face....

so basicly.... i'll start writing better blogs if you start cleaning the faces of inner-city prostitues with chemicals, originally designed for use on household surfaces.

thought for the day
im incredibly happy.... what about you?

question of the day
are there any cycle routes from caerphilly to pontyclun?

heads-up for the day
school next week.... erm... not much
tim.... whens ur party dude? people are saying different dates

catch ya l8rs
CRA