'shh or they'll hear you'...what a great philosophy to live by

in my case it's doubtful. Why would i write about my day in this, to people who already know exactly what i've done in the week? that makes little to no sense in my mind. And why ask me to keep updating when you dont actually read it, or give any indication of the afore mentioned optical taxing action? lordy lordy its a funny old place this 'earth'

but simply for my benefit, congrats to laura and paul...two fine people who will likely never know i wrote this :D

the idea of puttin other peoples feelings first is a nice one...feels good sometimes...doesn't really work when you're the only one doing it however

i spend time looking around me...wierd for someone with terrible eyesight...ballymena is like the savanna really when it comes down to it.

as the beautiful morning sun dawns, shining it's guiding light over the vast expanses of land, huge herds of corsas slowy stir, preparing themselves for the day's cruising. Mighty buses rumble their approval at the warth the sun provides as they make their morning patrol around their territory...and the small, yet significant pedestrians run the dawn gauntlet, assailed on all sides by the bass pumping, vauxhall predators that prey upon them as they traverse the town.

it's at times like this, just after a morning fry, and during a grease induced hallucination that i believe the Enola Gay should be brought forth once more, for another few missions...

answers on a postcard...send money too...it's the polite thing to do

and on a side note...my post on friday the 17th june...now that was one whingy yet coherant post. I rather enjoyed looking back over my almost emo self and realising that emos too can talk sense through their pointless tears..isn't that something?

In refernece to the last comment....not i really dont have to keep updating...but for you i just may xoxoxo

ever notice that there is so much we dont notice? no i dont suppose you really have...you know that theres alot we take for granted...but examples escape most of us...

for instance when you get a retainer for your teeth, you realise just how many times you need the letter S in a sentance (count em ppl...when you have an artificial lisp in the form of a lump of plastic thats equals alot of hissing). Ciggarettes...half the time a heavy smoker will get up, light one up before he realises hes doing it. If your pc breaks, you suddenly feel lost, and cut off from the outside world...im used to it by now mind you but still

so lets all spare a thought for john wayne bobbit shall we?

answers on a postcard...i reckon im the only one who'll get what i just said...hmmm

i've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, diddle-de-de-de...

i forgot about that frenchman joke...gotta love it.

i should post a joke a day...get some use outta this thing. Kinda like a penis, it just feels wrong not to use it...

but i likely wont...ah well..