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Sunday, 27 December 2009

my hands are super duperly cold

righto. firstly here's a link to tara's blog... www.tarzzz.blogspot.com
i strongly advise you to go and read it and maybe even follow it.

aaaaaanyway at this moment in time i'm down in somerset. it's pretty chilly and windy and generally not much goes on, but apart from that i can't say its too bad. the little village in which my father's house is situated isn't exactly the most exciting of places. the crime rate is ridiculously low which, i guess, is why the insurance is so cheap and people can afford bigger houses. seeing as for a village every house seems to have at least 3 floors and, like, 5 bedrooms including a 'day room' and a living room. posh ey. some times i just wish some shop would get robbed to make the place a little more interesting. however, i doubt this will happen in the next 4 days i'll be here. hmph.

BUT today i found out that someone had jumped off a cliff down the road from here in 1902 and then in 1920 someone got shot. for a second these crrrrrazy stories made the place somewhat mysterious and even edgy but that novelty quickly wore off.

well guys it's getting kinda late so cyaaa x

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