It's later than I thought it was. Not that it makes any difference to me.
Reservoir Dogs was the film of the day. Good film, but it could of kept the mystery of who that rat was for longer, but then if it did that then we wouldn't of got the other bits.
It was good as it was.
I fallen back into that Dan who does shit all. I get so bored but I don't want to do anything, not an easy situation.
I just need to break the habit, form a routine and I'll be set.
Or I could just play Final Fantasy IX all day and all night.
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
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