annanotbob's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Soy capitan, soy capitan I'm back online - well, on the laptop on next door's internet, because, I discover, I am addicted to you guys. Each time I pass what my grandson calls 'the dining hall' I pop in and have a little look to see who's updated, who's had their turn on scrabulous... You know how it is. Well, apart from those bastards amongst you who have lives. Speaking of scrabulous, I made an appearance in Ms Brazil's comic blog yesterday. I can't go and find the link because I've forgotten how it all works on here [ed - Boxx has left a link in the comments], but google kelphorns and check out No 72 - I think. I am so impressed at her impression of me, complete with glasses, fag, cloud of smoke, cat in the way and grumpy face. Ca, c'est moi. Very stoned (no kidding) watching America's got Talent while I wait for Big Brother. I'm liking Boy Shakira, suddenly and gloriously transformed into Boy Britney, flaunting a great muffin-top belly. Also a bunch of half naked dancing/jumping guys that I almost missed. I dunno what's going on with the date here. I've posted onto diaryland from all sorts of different computers without any hassle and out of nowhere today's earlier entry was dated 1.1.1990. Was there such a thing as the internet in 1990? I'm going to send this off as BB has started and if it turns itself off it might not come back. Hasta luego, amigos xxx |4:11 a.m. - 01/01/1990 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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