total for Sunday now stands @ 1678 and secondly, the final,
final spam count for the weekend’s now seven. Righteo, final, final events for Sunday?
- After publishing the previous post, I walked myself slowly and safely once to the loo for one tinkle and back, again and always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Toms:
perhaps expect a pissy plodding total from me? Apart from seeing Vincent the
physio for an early afternoon torture session, don’t think I’ve got
anything planned. But hopefully CODA will ring toms morning and lemme know
who’s coming to mind me from
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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