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Stranger things have happened

1000 words in. Long pause to write notes on the next segment. This week I’ve got rid of: My dads’ Pentax camera, my Harmonium, the…
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Pride – in the name of music

So, I’ve got to do a playlist for Pride, well, actually I’ve got to do an essay, but I’m listening to my playlist for our…
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Shiny new upgrade

So – I needed a break, so I’ve upgraded my site a bit. And lo, it does work. Still getting database errors since my web-hosters…
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Flashey-Flashey-Flashey-Flashey

So, the strobes arrived today from China; which has reawoken my “oooh, finish the sign for pride”. So um, need to finish essay becomes more…
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My main problem…

….with this essay is, to put it bluntly, that I think it’s all bollocks. It’s a lot of people who have far too much time,…
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Phew-ee [No. 3 in a series of 3]

So, ‘s been a loooong day. Not a particularly hard one, but with my hayfever not entirely under control – and really unfair considering that…
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I’m so tired…[no. 2 in a series of 3]

I am so incredibly, phenominally tired. But, today: I did okay, I learned stuff, I got to work despite managing to clout my exhaust going…
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And the butterfly flaps its wings [No. 1 in a series of 3 happy posts]

Yeeeesh I’m tired. Good tired though, not bad tired. This has been a good weekend; suprisingly the week has ended well after the most stress…
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Apparently it nearly was the engine exploding….

Well, that’s an overstatement. A bolt holding the alternator (generator) on had worked loose, hit the blades of the fan on the alternator, got flung…
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Just an ordinary day

Yesterday we went to see my parents; well, more accurately, I went to do lots of little jobs for my parents, and Trey, well, Trey’s…