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Ramblings about cats, games and miscellanea.
Up until last night, I managed to resist social networking sites. I have always considered them to websites as World of Warcraft is to games - once you start, you can never escape. And so I treated them as I did WoW - although I may have looked at it longingly from time to time, and even held the install CD in my hand, I knew that should I ever give in, I would never be able to work again.
With that in mind I resisted Friends Reunited, orkut, then held out against newer sites like flikr, 43 things and twitter. I ...
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Leela: There are oats in my lungs, I can feel them
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I'd originally intended to follow up my Hawaiian Adventure entry a lot sooner, but the past couple of weeks have been... hectic. I'm going to London 2 days a week now, so the 12 hour commute on top of my work does mean I don't have as much free time as I'd like. Never mind, I'm sure it'll settle down.
So, as I said last time, we got back from our holiday to our flat in Cheltenham after being awake for about 40 hours. We were sweaty and tired, and looking forward to a ...
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On the 15th July, Leela, her mum and I flew to San Francisco for a day trip.
Well, we were there for three days, but sadly due to jet lag, flight times and figuring out how to get to the hotel from the BART station, it ended up as one day with two short bits at either end. But we made the most of our time there, and the first thing we did on our full day was head over to Alcatraz. I managed to get sunburnt on the boat going over, and spill orange juice all over my trousers ...
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Magazine: £1.50
Smoothie: £3.49
Running to an underground station, getting stuck behind an OAP at the top of the escalator, slowing you down by about 30 seconds, arriving at the platform just as a train is shutting its doors, waiting 4 minutes for the next one, getting off at a connecting station, running to the next platform just as that train is pulling away, waiting for another 3 minutes, getting that tube train to a mainline station, sprinting up the stairs (faster than those running up the escalator, as ever, I proudly add), finally arriving on the platform ...
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