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[Jul. 5th, 2010|02:44 am] |
Hmm.
Bastille day should be the perfect day for dancing.
Miss Annie Winchester, would you like to come with your sister to come see me swing around some fire? |
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[Jul. 5th, 2010|10:51 am] |
It was so weird falling asleep last night and not hearing fireworks. Nice, but weird. I really like living in London.
Speaking of, some fabulous, gorgeous, intelligent blonde managed to get the next four days off. Hmm, I wonder who what I should do? |
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[Jul. 5th, 2010|11:48 am] |
Best.
Birthday.
Ever. |
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[Jul. 5th, 2010|02:47 pm] |
Hennhenn? You're an awesome wife. My life is officially the most awesome ever. |
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[Jul. 5th, 2010|07:37 pm] |
Look at this. Bloody brilliant idea, I feel like an idiot not thinking of this back in Whitechapel. I mean defensively I didn't have an accurate lathe or high quality scrap metal. Shit, where's Caz when I need her?
Not like that. I can hear you recoil in horror, you old goat. |
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[Jul. 5th, 2010|09:35 pm] |
God damn war.
I'll never be able to hear fireworks in the sameway ever again. |
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