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To the butchers who work in the shop opposite my house. Next time you decide to set off rockets and air bombs from the back yard of your shop before 7 in the morning I'm going to come and stick them up your arse.

It's not funny to be woken up thinking your house is being bombed, and if you do it again I can and will report your inconsiderate asses to the police.

Bastards! Some people don't have a fucking brain in their head.

The only saving grace to this was I could IM Jenny for an early morning chat which is always good.

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I'm a sick sick woman. Now this isn't new news, but man I've proved it tonight. There's a boyband here in the UK called Phixx, I've never taken any notice of them until I saw the video for their new single. In it they're getting beat on and tortured by this woman, one's even in a morgue drawer. They're all bruised and cut and the men that I thought were nothing special suddenly transfix me and I curse at not recording the video.

I had to go look for pictures, and found them, pictures behind the cut ( here )

Also, I showed yet again that I'm a total flake today. ( story here )

I asked at pop_reference this afternoon about something I need for a story and just got the most fantastic list back! Which I'll research in the morning as castalie told me there's more 24/7 out. There's nothing I like more than a little X-Files bdsm so I'm going there now!

ETA: And I thought I was sick. I least I'm not watching a show about the electric chair and watching as animals are killed in tests. How are you supposed to read a good Mulder kink with that on in the background?