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Shared on Thu, 11/30/2006 - 10:49

Nineteenth

Lost - One GameBoy Advance SP, Black, slightly scuffed. Loaded with a copy of Pokemon Fire Red, inside a hardy zip case emblazoned with same Pokemon game. Zip case also contained copies of Pokemon Emerald Green and Advance Wars. All three games have extended play times clocked up on them, both Pokemon games have an impressive/disturbing (delete as applicable) array of Pokemon registered and caught.

snakemeister

Shared on Wed, 11/29/2006 - 06:14

Eighteenth

Our meeting with the Solicitor went quite well yesterday evening. We have the paper work signed, and the ball is all set to start rolling on the Potected Trust Deed in the next few days. We probably won't know until after the New Year if it'll go through, but the solicitor seemed to be quite confident that it would.

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Shared on Wed, 11/29/2006 - 06:14

Eighteenth

Our meeting with the Solicitor went quite well yesterday evening. We have the paper work signed, and the ball is all set to start rolling on the Potected Trust Deed in the next few days. We probably won't know until after the New Year if it'll go through, but the solicitor seemed to be quite confident that it would.

snakemeister

Shared on Tue, 11/28/2006 - 07:49

Seventeenth

I have a lot on my mind just now - we have an appointment with our solicitor this evening, and I'm trying not to think about it by blogging, so be kind when you read this.

I've been trying to think of something worthy, meaningful and (hopefully) thought-provoking to say about my recent obsession with Medieval Total War 2 (MTW2 from now on) but to be honest, I think I've been coming up dry. Well, the lack of thought-provoking text has never stopped me putting pen to paper before now, and it's not about to stop me now.

snakemeister

Shared on Tue, 11/28/2006 - 07:49

Seventeenth

I have a lot on my mind just now - we have an appointment with our solicitor this evening, and I'm trying not to think about it by blogging, so be kind when you read this.

I've been trying to think of something worthy, meaningful and (hopefully) thought-provoking to say about my recent obsession with Medieval Total War 2 (MTW2 from now on) but to be honest, I think I've been coming up dry. Well, the lack of thought-provoking text has never stopped me putting pen to paper before now, and it's not about to stop me now.

snakemeister

Shared on Wed, 11/22/2006 - 04:40

Sixteenth

It is done. I am victorious.

For the first time in centuries, the Known World is united in peace. The Timurid and Mongol Hordes have been defeated, their vagrant armies scattered on the wind; I have deposed the Pope, and replaced him with a puppet more amenable to my cause; the Northern and Western coasts of Africa have been pacified; the barbarous, bloodthirsty Aztecs have been slaughtered and their golden cities plundered and sacked. The proud Native American tribes have been subjugated, and the New World lies open, ripe for conquest.

snakemeister

Shared on Tue, 11/21/2006 - 07:02

Fifteenth

Getting close now, so close that I can taste victory in the air. My flexi time is suffering badly due to my need to get home early and finish what I've started.

snakemeister

Shared on Mon, 11/20/2006 - 09:07

Fourteenth

Bored at work.  Tired from watching the first two episodes of Lost on Sky One last night (just aired here in the UK). I will admit that the opening sequence tickled my fancy for a few moments before the WTF hit me. Still, we sat and watched both episodes, discussing at each ad break wether or not to continue.

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Shared on Wed, 11/15/2006 - 17:00

Thirteenth

We've been having some problems recently. If you look back a couple of entries, you'll see I mention that my girlfriend recently left her full-time job and started a college course part time, and took on a part time job.

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Shared on Sat, 09/02/2006 - 14:13

Twelfth

I am deliriously tired just now. If I let my concentration slip, my eyes fall closed, and I become a cloud upon the wind, which becomes a sheep upon a hill, the wind tugging through his/her fleece, which becomes the wind caressing the grass upon said hill.

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