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Moooo! I'm not in the best of mooods. at 2:30 last night, half the flat came home, singing DJ Otzi, and waking me up. I had half a mind to wake them up at 8 this morning, but I'm nicer than that... well, maybe I am. Hehe!

Someone has been posting lies about me. I'm just going to say that they are mostly lies, and that if anyone wants to know what goes on in my social life, then they should ask me, not anyone else. Thankyou.

I'm going to Sunderland this weekend. I've got a match to go to on the Sunday. We're playing Leeds. We're probably not going to win, but hey! Who cares that we are in the space that is just above the relagation zone? Who cares that we have a shite midfield? Who cares that the only thing keeping the defence together is Jody Craddock who doesn't always get a first team place? Who cares? Not Peter Reid, that's for sure! Can't be arsed to get his chequebook out, just for one big player? To get the other big players convinced *and the fans for that matter* that he wants this club to do something. He's not going to last much longer unless he does something, that's for sure. Ugh, and let's not forget Phillips' display last weekend. Not his fault, mind. The whole England team was shite.
Considering I know nothing about football, I'm not doing bad, right?

My hair is red. I don't like red, but it goes with more outfits than the pink does. I went shopping yesterday too... I spent about £170. Eeep. I did get some Bunker boots though. They were £89, so I guess that knocks a whole load off the total. I got a top from [Cyberdog] that actually wasn't overpriced, and looks f***ing wicked too! hehehe! Yayaya happier now that I can actually shop! I got a new watch and nose ring too. Man I rock!
See y'all later, I've got 1,000,000 E-mails to reply to! heheh