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: And today's spam title is...
"Giantsize Your Purple-Helmeted Yogurt Thrower."
Orchestra sucks arse, and is getting dumped next term, and the Prince's Trust interview was far too stressful, and it turned out it was cheaper to buy a new bow than repair the old one, and even that was £100, and now my shoulder's given up and become horribly painful again (it's been working fine the last few months.) Feck it, I'm going to have something alcoholic to kill the shoulder pain (at the moment, anything up to and including surgical spirit will do) and get a relatively early night.
"Giantsize Your Purple-Helmeted Yogurt Thrower."
Orchestra sucks arse, and is getting dumped next term, and the Prince's Trust interview was far too stressful, and it turned out it was cheaper to buy a new bow than repair the old one, and even that was £100, and now my shoulder's given up and become horribly painful again (it's been working fine the last few months.) Feck it, I'm going to have something alcoholic to kill the shoulder pain (at the moment, anything up to and including surgical spirit will do) and get a relatively early night.
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