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Nope, but I have looked out my good black shoes, fancy black trousers, have got socks that match and have no holes, and am deciding what shirt to wear. I think an open collar (no tie) respectable blue job would do the job. This is probably not the time or place for my fluorescent green synthetic shirt! Edited to add... Never has the expression 'shaved monkey in a suit' been more apt! Look out world, xbl is rejoining the respectable human race!

Cheers! Ill just be having a dram or two tonight while I read my research papers. Im also mulling over whether to trim my beard. Ive shaved the sides back to a scabby goatee, and Ive finally found some kitchen scissors...Do I chance trimming my goatee after a couple whiskies? Or do I leave it scruffy and unkempt. It has to be said, I would sure like to be able to eat yoghurt again without having a spunky beard. Got to figure out how I would go about my research etc.

My future is apparently going to be decided tomorrow! Got my phd interview tomorrow, and I have it on good authority from my potential supervisor that the dept. has narrowed the candidates down to.....me. Apparently the interview tomorrow is all about finding out how committed I am to the project and how serious I am. If they think Im serious about it, and that I know enough about it, then apparently, they will offer me the fully funded studentship to research speech processing! Im fecking worried now though, cant think about anything else! IF I get this tomorrow then I have the next 3 years of my life planned and funded, and I can go do some volunteer work for a couple months before I start back at work. Arrrrrrrggghhh! The tension!

See eating yoghurt with a beard - its hell!

Falling asleep! Ive got to have a sleep. Cant go out tonight - too tired! Cant do anything. Bloody work.

I love the Proclaimers!

Well well well, been saying it right from the start. It was the parents! Lies, manipulation and abuse of their daughters disappearance. The parents did it.

Well its either that or the thought of 12 Ruel Street.... Ach Im not talking about drowning my sorrows - just a single medicinal dram of a good whisky to give me a pleasant send off to sleep! I got the idea from a broons comic. And the broons are the single best source of psychological aid!

Aye, you know, the internal dialogue, imaginary noises, the side of your mind that you can normally keep in control. At the moment, I cant deal with that. The noises are no problem, I get them all the time anyway, Ive just learnt to keep a weapon by my bed and prowl the house when I hear or get woken up by something. Its the conversation and my own thoughts Im having some problems with! Im contemplating buying myself a nice malt tomorrow to see if a wee dram before bed takes care of it. Should be alright again in a few days!

I got some personal issues, which Im not going to go into here...but Im scared to go to sleep now. I need to be up at half 6 tomorrow for work, and I know I need sleep....but as soon as I put the lights out I know the voices will come back again. Im looking for excuses to stay up at the moment, I dont know if I will be able to hold myself together without something else to occupy my mind. I have issues

Aye, you have pie and bovril for that! (Someone had to say it ) Its why I enjoy my work so much. Although the money is minimum wage, and the work is a bit shit and dull, I enjoy the craic, its a laugh working there and its one of the more enjoyable jobs Ive had. To me thats worth more than cash! Are you not the last of the legendary Tesco Kru though?

Smokescreen. Parents did it. Incidentally, I invented a new dance, soon to be tearing up clubs around the country! Forget the twist, the cha cha slide, stop the traffic....dance the McCann! drink, drink Walk in door Gasp Look left, look right Look left, look right Gasp Take money And rerun. For added effect, modify the cha cha slide song and sing the find maddy song. Then sing and dance in the work canteen.

Nice selective quoting! In my defence though,by him out of Harry Potter they are referring to Hagrid!

Arrrrr! How can a hangover get worse as the day goes on? Right now Im going through a phase of REALLY wanting both a KFC and a Subway...my head is pounding and I seem to have lost some of my hearing...there is some distortion Im also getting flashbacks of last night...the bathroom being so gross that I had to throw up into the toilet standing up, and also being told by random girls that I looked like 'him oot of harry potter'. I may have also tried it on with my mates cousin. How can just a few beers do this to me???

Sleep for the entire morning and some of the afternoon then! Snooze the hangover away*! * Note, I still have a pulsing head and radioactive farts, but its not as bad as it was this morning*

Ill nick a plug from one of my spare things....get some tubing next week, and then figure out how to put a pond with flowing water in my 1 square metre of back garden. I dont want a crap stagnant pond, I want fully flowing water to keep it fresh!

Wanted to see my water pump in action so I decided to fill a basin with water and try it out in my living room. Things included in box: pump, power lead. Things not included: plug, connecting tubing so the pump is of some use. b*****ds!

True! Still, been to the garden centre. Neighbours okay with it, apologies conveyed. Unfortunately, while at the garden centre, I spent £20 I dont have on a water pump. Ive always wanted a water feature.....but at the moment I have no pond, no water feature of any kind, and in fact no space to actually put a pond! Ill have to think of something to do with this bloody water pump now!

Disaster!!! I got speaking to the neighbours for the first time since I moved in a few weeks back. I was working on the garden (which everyone else has neglected), and got chatting with them....borrowed a yard brush from them(an old couple), they went in for tea. 5 minutes later IVe snapped the brush! Going to the garden centre pronto to buy a replacement.

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