leg donors. my legs are fucked. as soon as one heals, the other is buggered. all this weather and i'm incapable of doing anything in it... except fight it seems. the "Split Screen" streetfighter IV tourney is ongoing, and i've had three fights and won an astonishing two. pinched a round off dean aswell which was good, so at the moment i am shocked. mainly because i'm not that good at streetfighter and i'm putting it down to a bit of luck, which is possibly from the regrowth of beard. it seems the wise-ity is coming back and the ability to tap buttons at the right time is returning too. had some good fights on there and perhaps the greatest pleasure has been meeting some good people on streetfighter, hoping to fight them more so they can see hoiw lucky i was to win the ones i did!
tomorrow, i'm hoping the foot is well enough for a slight expedition to bristol, where i hope to indulge my eyes to some banksy. exhibition sounds good, and i've been really impressed the ideas this man throws out onto the streets. however, there is a big hill to walk up, and bad feet dont like hills!
other than this life has been quiet. work progress is pitiful, theres literally F* all about. and even less that i think i could mentally do before becoming an absolute angry cunt. such is monotomy.
anyhoos, laters ladies and gents, hopefully next time i'll talk about these things.
how good the banksy exhibition was
how me and samwise the grump are going to belgium
how i've started losing on streetfighter
and how i've won the lottery
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