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[May. 15th, 2010|10:04 am] |
Craftyparty at McGee's Miscellany this weekend! Making paving stones, bring your own pie tin (or other frame) and I'll supply the gewgaws and the cement.
[shop address, London]
Come on down! |
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[May. 15th, 2010|09:10 pm] |
It's a Saturday night and I have nothing on my social calendar.
Who wants to correct this?
ETA: Going to be at the club at [address] anyone showing up between now and closing gets a round on me. |
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[May. 15th, 2010|09:42 pm] |
Looks like my days in the whiskey business are over.
The Jack Daniels corporation is up for sale.
I've got my eye on a horse farm. |
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[May. 15th, 2010|11:23 pm] |
I'm beginning to realise something. Being in the convent for all my life robbed me of one thing... the ability to have a relationship. I never learnt about it.
Deloris changed things a little, but there's only so much a pair of purple go-go boots can change a person. If I think about it, those boots were hideous.
...Does anyone know how I could go about fixing this particular problem? |
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