Britain's Got Talent @ MindSay 
[Blog #144] --- Depressed --- [Friday] - Stressy Depressy
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I was sat in a cafeteria with really cheap white tables - I was sat against the wall, as I was isolating myself from everyone else there.
My brother Ian showed up, with three other lads - one had a lot of spots, one had a yellow shirt and one had green hair. Ian sat opposite me and the other three lads sat around me.
Then Ashleigh arrived - but couldn't get around to my side of the table, so she sat beside Ian.
We were talking for a while - before another person came in through the door.
She was the absolute double of Ashleigh - only her hair was darker, her clothes were a different colour, her voice was higher and her wheelchair frame was blue.
She said her name was Rhona Robinson.
I woke up and felt very confused.
My dreams sometimes serve a purpose - but all that one did was confuse me.
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I spent most of today playing The Misadventures Of Tron Bonne.
I have 3 missions left to complete - along with the shitty ruins exploration level.
My Servbots' stats are all pretty high - there's a few more who need their attack levels raising.
I can't stand doing training course 1 though.
Training course 2 only takes about a minute - often less.
Course 1 always takes 3+ minutes and it's so damn tedious.
The more valuble stat raiser would be the more annoying one, wouldn't it?!
I'm also pissed off with the bastard farm level.
I spent 20 minutes fucking about working out how to ride and capture the horses - only to have my truck destroyed during the boss fight.
BASTARDS.
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After I turned it off in frustration: Ashleigh had came online. She informed me that she was coming tomorrow - and had a mini-rant about her newly accquired Guitar Hero: Metallica (which she's bringing tomorrow) - we then discussed our plans.
We've decided on playing through some of the band career of GHM, watching the DVD that Paul burned me (Lesbian Vampire Killers) and continuing our game of Monopoly from Monday.
Once her connection died, I pulled out my drum kit and played a few quick gigs on World Tour.
I then swapped to bass and thrashed through a few more songs on Hard - 5 100% scores in a row.
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Dad had been to ASDA and bought a shitload of cookies - so I ate half a packet of Maryland triple chocolate chip while I watched the first half of Britain's Got Talent.
I began to wonder - am I evil?
When Hollie Steel had her emotional breakdown, bless her - I thought it was pretty sweet, and I felt sorry for her - but I couldn't help pissing myself laughing.
Every time I hear children cry - I laugh uncontrollably. Babies especially. My word, they make me bloody manic. :)
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Then mam arrived home to ruin my pretty neutral day.
I asked her if Ashleigh and Shelly could come tomorrow - which she doesn't normally decline to - but then she said no.
Her reason was pathetic though: "It's her day off and she doesn't want the house full."
For a start - there's two of them - not twenty-two.
For a second - we're only ever in my room. We only come down to eat at the table because Ash isn't wonderfully skilled at balancing trays on her lap.
I eat alone upstairs for the other 6 days of the week - do I honestly bother her with my presence in the room for TWENTY FUCKING MINUTES?
Then she had a whinge on saying why can't I go to Ash's or to Shelly's.
For one - I can very rarely get to Ash's. Dad starts work too early a lot of the time to take me - which I'm not bitter about, it can't be helped. (Besides, dad isn't a cunt to me, so I don't blame him for anything.)
And if I tried bussing it - fuck knows what the fare would be. I'm guessing £4+.
Mam bitches enough as it is giving me £4 a day to get to college and eat.
It's not that fucking easy to eat on £2.20 a day you know.
Most drinks are £1 and most sandwiches are £2. Yep - how does that work out?
And I don't want to go to Shelly's because her mam slags me off.
I know my mam isn't overly fond of Shelly, but she doesn't say half the abusive shite that her mam comes out with.
Following this rant - she then said we're always in the kitchen when she wants to be in there.
WELL SORRY FOR WANTING TO EAT AT TEA-TIME. YOU KNOW, THE NORM?
What, she wants me to drag Ashleigh down the stairs so she can decide on what she wants, then send her straight back up?
Hmmmmm?
She did say she'd let them come, but only if we stay out of her way.
I don't fucking go near her at the best of times. Swear to God.
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And there's two moths flitting about in my room. They're doing my tits in.
I'm only wearing a shirt and underwear - they keep landing on my bare leg and tickling me.
I'm slightly afraid of moths - but nowhere near as scared as I am of spiders.
I was really tired earlier when I had my fortnightly migraine - but now it's gone, I'm wide awake.
With fuck all to do.
Gaaaaaaaaaaah.
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Blog #144
Stressy Depressy
I'd had a really weird dream. Stressy Depressy
I woke up this morning at six. My stomach was hurting to the point where it was far too uncomfortable for me to even manage going back to sleep.
I tried cuddling my pillows close to my belly, I tried laying in different positions and I tried taking an early morning shit - but nothing made any difference.
I thought I was about to vomit, or get the runs - but because I hadn't eaten in 12 hours, I didn't think there was anything to be sick with.
So I went and got some Frosties.
After I'd eaten these, I fell asleep again at 6:45.
I don't ever feel hungry - but I don't think hunger pain is meant to hurt that much.
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I re-awoke at 11:45.
I tried cuddling my pillows close to my belly, I tried laying in different positions and I tried taking an early morning shit - but nothing made any difference.
I thought I was about to vomit, or get the runs - but because I hadn't eaten in 12 hours, I didn't think there was anything to be sick with.
So I went and got some Frosties.
After I'd eaten these, I fell asleep again at 6:45.
I don't ever feel hungry - but I don't think hunger pain is meant to hurt that much.
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I re-awoke at 11:45.
I was sat in a cafeteria with really cheap white tables - I was sat against the wall, as I was isolating myself from everyone else there.
My brother Ian showed up, with three other lads - one had a lot of spots, one had a yellow shirt and one had green hair. Ian sat opposite me and the other three lads sat around me.
Then Ashleigh arrived - but couldn't get around to my side of the table, so she sat beside Ian.
We were talking for a while - before another person came in through the door.
She was the absolute double of Ashleigh - only her hair was darker, her clothes were a different colour, her voice was higher and her wheelchair frame was blue.
She said her name was Rhona Robinson.
I woke up and felt very confused.
My dreams sometimes serve a purpose - but all that one did was confuse me.
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I spent most of today playing The Misadventures Of Tron Bonne.
I have 3 missions left to complete - along with the shitty ruins exploration level.
My Servbots' stats are all pretty high - there's a few more who need their attack levels raising.
I can't stand doing training course 1 though.
Training course 2 only takes about a minute - often less.
Course 1 always takes 3+ minutes and it's so damn tedious.
The more valuble stat raiser would be the more annoying one, wouldn't it?!
I'm also pissed off with the bastard farm level.
I spent 20 minutes fucking about working out how to ride and capture the horses - only to have my truck destroyed during the boss fight.
BASTARDS.
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After I turned it off in frustration: Ashleigh had came online. She informed me that she was coming tomorrow - and had a mini-rant about her newly accquired Guitar Hero: Metallica (which she's bringing tomorrow) - we then discussed our plans.
We've decided on playing through some of the band career of GHM, watching the DVD that Paul burned me (Lesbian Vampire Killers) and continuing our game of Monopoly from Monday.
Once her connection died, I pulled out my drum kit and played a few quick gigs on World Tour.
I then swapped to bass and thrashed through a few more songs on Hard - 5 100% scores in a row.
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Dad had been to ASDA and bought a shitload of cookies - so I ate half a packet of Maryland triple chocolate chip while I watched the first half of Britain's Got Talent.
I began to wonder - am I evil?
When Hollie Steel had her emotional breakdown, bless her - I thought it was pretty sweet, and I felt sorry for her - but I couldn't help pissing myself laughing.
Every time I hear children cry - I laugh uncontrollably. Babies especially. My word, they make me bloody manic. :)
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Then mam arrived home to ruin my pretty neutral day.
I asked her if Ashleigh and Shelly could come tomorrow - which she doesn't normally decline to - but then she said no.
Her reason was pathetic though: "It's her day off and she doesn't want the house full."
For a start - there's two of them - not twenty-two.
For a second - we're only ever in my room. We only come down to eat at the table because Ash isn't wonderfully skilled at balancing trays on her lap.
I eat alone upstairs for the other 6 days of the week - do I honestly bother her with my presence in the room for TWENTY FUCKING MINUTES?
Then she had a whinge on saying why can't I go to Ash's or to Shelly's.
For one - I can very rarely get to Ash's. Dad starts work too early a lot of the time to take me - which I'm not bitter about, it can't be helped. (Besides, dad isn't a cunt to me, so I don't blame him for anything.)
And if I tried bussing it - fuck knows what the fare would be. I'm guessing £4+.
Mam bitches enough as it is giving me £4 a day to get to college and eat.
It's not that fucking easy to eat on £2.20 a day you know.
Most drinks are £1 and most sandwiches are £2. Yep - how does that work out?
And I don't want to go to Shelly's because her mam slags me off.
I know my mam isn't overly fond of Shelly, but she doesn't say half the abusive shite that her mam comes out with.
Following this rant - she then said we're always in the kitchen when she wants to be in there.
WELL SORRY FOR WANTING TO EAT AT TEA-TIME. YOU KNOW, THE NORM?
What, she wants me to drag Ashleigh down the stairs so she can decide on what she wants, then send her straight back up?
Hmmmmm?
She did say she'd let them come, but only if we stay out of her way.
I don't fucking go near her at the best of times. Swear to God.
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And there's two moths flitting about in my room. They're doing my tits in.
I'm only wearing a shirt and underwear - they keep landing on my bare leg and tickling me.
I'm slightly afraid of moths - but nowhere near as scared as I am of spiders.
I was really tired earlier when I had my fortnightly migraine - but now it's gone, I'm wide awake.
With fuck all to do.
Gaaaaaaaaaaah.
[Blog #138] --- Neutral --- [Sunday] - Normal Sunday
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I'm going back to my usual Sunday routine now.
I've missed seeing my nana.
I had my usual Sunday lunch - with pork this week.
Nana gave me two big slices of it too, and extra roast potatoes.
The two of us were in absolute hysterics watching grandad trying to coax a fly out of the window.
He was poking it with a rolled-up TV guide and it just curled up in the corner of the window-frame, refusing to move.
Nana and I messed around during the adverts when we were watching the repeats and extra shows of Britain's Got Talent on ITV2.
I was tickling her with the ends of my hair, trying to make her sneeze. :)
Then grandad showed me a magic trick with three different yellow ropes.
I didn't quite understand how he did it either.
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As I stayed there until 7 - I was in the front bedroom for a few hours, playing Harvest Moon: BTN.
I finished off Winter - my word, it was becoming so tedious.
I was only making about 2000G a day - and that was purely through selling mayonnaise.
My chickens are fucking amazing - they all have 10 hearts, so they produce excellent quality eggs - thus meaning I can produce excellent quality mayonnaise.
It's a good job it sells high - the machine cost me 20000G.
Popuri has an orange heart now - and I've bought an Blue Feather and upgraded my house so I have a second bed.
I'm just waiting for her to get her heart up to red - then I shall have my sexy wife again. :)
Maybe I should just bombard her with boiled eggs.
I've discovered she likes honey too. Not bad, it only sells for about 60G, I can spare it.
Dixie currently feels:
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Blog #138
Normal Sunday
Normal Sunday
I'm going back to my usual Sunday routine now.
I've missed seeing my nana.
I had my usual Sunday lunch - with pork this week.
Nana gave me two big slices of it too, and extra roast potatoes.
The two of us were in absolute hysterics watching grandad trying to coax a fly out of the window.
He was poking it with a rolled-up TV guide and it just curled up in the corner of the window-frame, refusing to move.
Nana and I messed around during the adverts when we were watching the repeats and extra shows of Britain's Got Talent on ITV2.
I was tickling her with the ends of my hair, trying to make her sneeze. :)
Then grandad showed me a magic trick with three different yellow ropes.
I didn't quite understand how he did it either.
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As I stayed there until 7 - I was in the front bedroom for a few hours, playing Harvest Moon: BTN.
I finished off Winter - my word, it was becoming so tedious.
I was only making about 2000G a day - and that was purely through selling mayonnaise.
My chickens are fucking amazing - they all have 10 hearts, so they produce excellent quality eggs - thus meaning I can produce excellent quality mayonnaise.
It's a good job it sells high - the machine cost me 20000G.
Popuri has an orange heart now - and I've bought an Blue Feather and upgraded my house so I have a second bed.
I'm just waiting for her to get her heart up to red - then I shall have my sexy wife again. :)
Maybe I should just bombard her with boiled eggs.
I've discovered she likes honey too. Not bad, it only sells for about 60G, I can spare it.
[Blog #131] --- Neutral --- [Sunday] - Super Smash Sunday
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Blog #131
Super Smash Sunday
Super Smash Sunday
I woke up early this morning, at around half 9.
I completed a few characters' scenarios on Classic mode on Super Smash Bros. Brawl.
I've almost gotten all of the Classic mode trophies now.
This Sunday, I opted to go and see my nana.
The Sunday lunch was as good as it always is.
I actually had a laugh with my nana - I did my trick that I originally performed on her, and now torment Ashleigh with it.
I pull out a long hair from my scalp and wave it in front of their forehead. It hangs over their eyes and irritates them. When they go to swipe at it - pull it back up and they'll miss it completely.
Nana and I were laughing a lot together. It was fun.
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When I came home, I played a few more scenarios on Brawl and cleared a few more recipes on Cooking Mama 2.
Mam was uploading photos to Snapfish - and being a dozy twat in the process.
I ate cheesy hotdogs for my tea and watched yesterday's episode of Britain's Got Talent.
When I was on the phone to Shelly tonight, mam took my phone off me.
This pissed me off. I'd only been talking to her for a fucking hour - and it was only midnight.
I've stayed on the phone to her past that before and mam's not given a shite.
Having her taken away from me made me realise how important she is to me.
I missed her.
I completed a few characters' scenarios on Classic mode on Super Smash Bros. Brawl.
I've almost gotten all of the Classic mode trophies now.
This Sunday, I opted to go and see my nana.
The Sunday lunch was as good as it always is.
I actually had a laugh with my nana - I did my trick that I originally performed on her, and now torment Ashleigh with it.
I pull out a long hair from my scalp and wave it in front of their forehead. It hangs over their eyes and irritates them. When they go to swipe at it - pull it back up and they'll miss it completely.
Nana and I were laughing a lot together. It was fun.
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When I came home, I played a few more scenarios on Brawl and cleared a few more recipes on Cooking Mama 2.
Mam was uploading photos to Snapfish - and being a dozy twat in the process.
I ate cheesy hotdogs for my tea and watched yesterday's episode of Britain's Got Talent.
When I was on the phone to Shelly tonight, mam took my phone off me.
This pissed me off. I'd only been talking to her for a fucking hour - and it was only midnight.
I've stayed on the phone to her past that before and mam's not given a shite.
Having her taken away from me made me realise how important she is to me.
I missed her.
This Crap is Getting Just a Little Out of Hand
Ever since Susan Boyle turned heads, apparently "Britain's Got Talent" has found a new amazing contestant every single week since.
Last week it was the little girl in the tutu singing, and this week it was some guy who apparently chopped off his nuts to get on the show: Click here to see for yourself, it'll open a new window.
Ok, BGT, this is getting old. Susan Boyle shocked us. Yes, I'll agree there. But enough is enough already. Not all of these people are worthy of the same acclaim and the whole deal is really just getting on our nerves.
Last week it was the little girl in the tutu singing, and this week it was some guy who apparently chopped off his nuts to get on the show: Click here to see for yourself, it'll open a new window.
Ok, BGT, this is getting old. Susan Boyle shocked us. Yes, I'll agree there. But enough is enough already. Not all of these people are worthy of the same acclaim and the whole deal is really just getting on our nerves.
[Blog #116] --- Neutral --- [Saturday] - Avarage Saturday Stunt
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Blog #116
Avarage Saturday Stunt
Avarage Saturday Stunt
My room's been a bomb site all week, and I actually haven't been arsed to sort it out until this morning.
Seeing as how I got up stupidly early, without the aid of an alarm - I used this time to my advantage, cleaned my room, hoovered it all out, took a shower and restarted my save on Bully.
I've decided I'm not satisfied with completing the game with 97% - unable to gain the 100% because of the poxy glitch. So, I'll take all precautions against the glitch and own this game... Mwah.
I'm so glad to have a 3-day weekend, what with it being May Day on Monday, we have a bank holiday.
College is absolutley doing my tits in at the moment.
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I'd gotten to around 7% in, and was at the final two missions on chapter 1 - Ashleigh arrives.
She sits on the bed beside me, talks to me while she watches me complete one of the missions.
Shelly arrived afterwards and joined us.
Once chapter 1 was complete, I made myself a King Pot Noodle - chicken and mushroom - the only flavour I'll eat, though the new donner kebab flavour they've brought out sounds rather tempting.
Ashleigh is an absolute monster for pasta products. If she's not eaten before she comes, I'll always do her Super Noodles or Pasta N Sauce.
Today she opted for bacon noodles.
Both Shelly and Ashleigh were surprised at the amount of EXTRA soy sauce I add to my Pot Noodles.
One sachet is not enough. I must slosh in a good 1/5 of a bottle as well.
We only keep soy sauce in the cupboard for me to add to Pot Noodles. It has no other purpose. :)
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Ashleigh and I played on World Tour.
Shelly didn't feel she ought to play - because I wanted to play guitar for a change.
I'm always lumbered singing or on drums recently. - And Ashleigh is a stubborn cow, she refuses to let go of Whitey guitar.
I said I'd go on vocals if she desparatley wanted to play - but as usual, she cut off her nose to spite her face.
So sod her, I thought - played 6 songs with Ashleigh, me on lead, her on bass.
We were very easily bored by this lark - so I asked them if they wanted to see the ending to Resident Evil 4.
I was killed previously at the section with the helicopter blowing up all the enemy barracks - but I was careful this time. By careful, I mean that I didn't run out into the gunfire and the explosions.
I soon got past that part - and I FINALLY got to see the little cut-scene I've always wanted to.
When I watched Ian play, he was attacked, we didn't see quite what happened - but all we heard was silly cow Ashley proclaim: "YOU PERVERT!!"
I saw how it happens when it happened to me.
I was knocked back by some monsters - when I was getting up, I brushed against Ashley's backside with my machine gun - and she said the famous line.
The three of us pissed at it. :)
Oh, and Lord Saddler is a lot easier than expected.
Resident Evil 4 sure does love the theme of EYEBALLS when it comes to bosses.
You tear out the eyeball of the first boss - and Saddler and Salazar, you need to shoot eyeballs on their body before you can get their weak spot.
Weird.
Oh lmao - and Ada did her Resident Evil 2 trick - throwing down a rocket launcher in the final boss fight.
We were all like "LOL, RESI 2! GREASY ADA!" - the usual shite we come out with. :)
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I made 3 different meals for us all - with slight crossovers.
Grillsteaks and pasta for me, drummers and pasta for Ash and drummers and Rosti for Shelly.
We watched a few episodes of The Catherine Tate Show downstairs.
We recently discovered it's something we all like. I have all 3 series on DVD - so that was easily sorted.
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Ashleigh went at her new time of 7.
Damn this "family time".
I like watching Britain's Got Talent too - but I don't care who I watch it with. Meh.
Shelly stayed with me.
Of course, we didn't watch BGT this week - we were preoccupied with other things. :)
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As Shelly was leaving - she fell down the stairs.
I was still on the landing, and all I heard was this collossal CRASH.
I go to the stairs and see Shelly sprawled out on the mat in front of the door.
I offered to help her up - but she was in too much pain to accept my offer.
I didn't like seeing her hurt, knowing there was nothing I could do to help her.
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She later rang me and said she'd been to hospital - they found she's fractured the side of her foot.
Typical Shelly, that is. :P
I hope she'll be alright.
Seeing as how I got up stupidly early, without the aid of an alarm - I used this time to my advantage, cleaned my room, hoovered it all out, took a shower and restarted my save on Bully.
I've decided I'm not satisfied with completing the game with 97% - unable to gain the 100% because of the poxy glitch. So, I'll take all precautions against the glitch and own this game... Mwah.
I'm so glad to have a 3-day weekend, what with it being May Day on Monday, we have a bank holiday.
College is absolutley doing my tits in at the moment.
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I'd gotten to around 7% in, and was at the final two missions on chapter 1 - Ashleigh arrives.
She sits on the bed beside me, talks to me while she watches me complete one of the missions.
Shelly arrived afterwards and joined us.
Once chapter 1 was complete, I made myself a King Pot Noodle - chicken and mushroom - the only flavour I'll eat, though the new donner kebab flavour they've brought out sounds rather tempting.
Ashleigh is an absolute monster for pasta products. If she's not eaten before she comes, I'll always do her Super Noodles or Pasta N Sauce.
Today she opted for bacon noodles.
Both Shelly and Ashleigh were surprised at the amount of EXTRA soy sauce I add to my Pot Noodles.
One sachet is not enough. I must slosh in a good 1/5 of a bottle as well.
We only keep soy sauce in the cupboard for me to add to Pot Noodles. It has no other purpose. :)
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Ashleigh and I played on World Tour.
Shelly didn't feel she ought to play - because I wanted to play guitar for a change.
I'm always lumbered singing or on drums recently. - And Ashleigh is a stubborn cow, she refuses to let go of Whitey guitar.
I said I'd go on vocals if she desparatley wanted to play - but as usual, she cut off her nose to spite her face.
So sod her, I thought - played 6 songs with Ashleigh, me on lead, her on bass.
We were very easily bored by this lark - so I asked them if they wanted to see the ending to Resident Evil 4.
I was killed previously at the section with the helicopter blowing up all the enemy barracks - but I was careful this time. By careful, I mean that I didn't run out into the gunfire and the explosions.
I soon got past that part - and I FINALLY got to see the little cut-scene I've always wanted to.
When I watched Ian play, he was attacked, we didn't see quite what happened - but all we heard was silly cow Ashley proclaim: "YOU PERVERT!!"
I saw how it happens when it happened to me.
I was knocked back by some monsters - when I was getting up, I brushed against Ashley's backside with my machine gun - and she said the famous line.
The three of us pissed at it. :)
Oh, and Lord Saddler is a lot easier than expected.
Resident Evil 4 sure does love the theme of EYEBALLS when it comes to bosses.
You tear out the eyeball of the first boss - and Saddler and Salazar, you need to shoot eyeballs on their body before you can get their weak spot.
Weird.
Oh lmao - and Ada did her Resident Evil 2 trick - throwing down a rocket launcher in the final boss fight.
We were all like "LOL, RESI 2! GREASY ADA!" - the usual shite we come out with. :)
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I made 3 different meals for us all - with slight crossovers.
Grillsteaks and pasta for me, drummers and pasta for Ash and drummers and Rosti for Shelly.
We watched a few episodes of The Catherine Tate Show downstairs.
We recently discovered it's something we all like. I have all 3 series on DVD - so that was easily sorted.
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Ashleigh went at her new time of 7.
Damn this "family time".
I like watching Britain's Got Talent too - but I don't care who I watch it with. Meh.
Shelly stayed with me.
Of course, we didn't watch BGT this week - we were preoccupied with other things. :)
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As Shelly was leaving - she fell down the stairs.
I was still on the landing, and all I heard was this collossal CRASH.
I go to the stairs and see Shelly sprawled out on the mat in front of the door.
I offered to help her up - but she was in too much pain to accept my offer.
I didn't like seeing her hurt, knowing there was nothing I could do to help her.
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She later rang me and said she'd been to hospital - they found she's fractured the side of her foot.
Typical Shelly, that is. :P
I hope she'll be alright.
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