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Love unspoken
Faith unbroken
All life through
Strings are playing
Hear them saying
"I love you"
Now the echo answers
"Say you want me too"
All the world's in love with love
And I love you

THEY are out there and THEY are listening to you. Get paranoid. Hide. Talk to no one. Read this site Wait for instructions.

Bluetitch has a song in her head every day. It says too much about her, I think, that she only has room for one tune, but it keeps her happy and a happy Bluetitch is a nicer than an angry Bluetitch IMHO. Anyway, I digrees (decent pub for us aged yuppie types). Today I have been humming the theme tune to Starfleet. No one asked any questions. I was left alone today. I was an angry person. Someone has started a rumour that I've resigned. Normally wouldn't bother me but we've got a "consultant" in who is looking at the firm and making changes. A few rats have already jumped ship. I think the rumour started because I spent more than an hour with my boss. What they don't know is that I was being told what they have in mind for me. All good news. I was told that my job is "Bulletproof", so I cancelled my order with those nice people at Defence Products. If this was football I would be shit scared; it must be akin to the dreaded vote of confidence.

I was also made because I missed the Blues v Southampton game. I had to work all weekend because I had 2 trials this week. Guess what? They've both been fecking cancelled by the court because they didn't have enough judges!

I didn't answer BT'S 5 last week. Or 2 as the case was. The people I would invite would be Anais Nin, Aryton Senna, William Buroughs the Prophet Mohammed and Sigourney Weaver. And yes, they would all have a great time as long as I could keep Mohammed and Burroughs apart :-)
posted by kwacky at 11:23 pm