couldent really think of a title so i just thought of a random bunch of bolloks

spent new years eve watching all but 2 fireworks go off by the millenium wheel the rest was just smoke we could hardly see bugger all where we were standing, however it was better than spending it in a crap place talking utter bolloks to people that you hardly know, or better still a 'drum jamming session' with a group of lsd'd up hippies , hmmm i mean its new years eve and they have a drum jamming session, maybey they will really push the boat out for next year and have a drum session with added flutes or maybey recorders, or better still a full on brass band, gotta be a must for added acoustics, fuck, yeah the hippie thing, dosent really interest me at all, neither does sitting round talking bolloks, i mean its ok sometimes, but i feel you have have a limit on the people you are talking bolloks with random people who you feel you can talk bolloks with, yes, a guy who thinks he is the next bob marley playing crappy reggae music, then you have to pass on that one

bt fianlly managed to give me back my phone line, they were holding it hostage for several months feeding it nothing but cheese and water it was a bit pissed off though to have consumed that much cheese in the space of 3 months but its the same case with bt, the same old crap that they still manage to come up with, i tried to get a new hub and was told that if i rang back after 6pm the next day i would get one no problem, so still having to ring up after a few times getting cut off and a few times having to suffer the pain of mozarts 3rd concherto, fianlly managing to get through having being told that i would have to wait untill my broadband is active before they could send me a replacement hub, but why could they not say that in the first place? i hate bt, the only way round it would be to send them some poo in a bag or a mouldy sandwich or something, yes but i'm stuck with bt weather i like it or not due to me living in a 'non cabled area'

my tooth is not hurting now, but im poking it, why do you do that for? then when it hurts you wonder why, thats crazy.....