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For you people that have a Last FM, how do you deal with random friend requests? I don't mind the friends requests but I guess I don't know why anyone would want to if they didn't know me. I mean, stalking friends to see what they're listening to, sure. Some random person, not so much. I blame the boots o' sex icon, it draws people in.

I've started my BBB. I have 50 words, rejoice with me.

It was such a beautiful day yesterday we went to the beach for a walk. Sunshine and the seaside, it was the perfect end to the day. Sadly no plodging just yet but soon. We were going to go again later but instead it's grocery shopping then a Scout meeting about the France trip.

Tinker has a new favourite place to lie, on top of my monitor. Which is fine except when her tail slips in front of the screen. Trying to read with a black cat tail twitching in front of your eyes isn't easy.

Sometimes people make me so angry. There's been a story over here about Cerrie Burnell who's a presenter for CBeebies, the BBC's children's channel. Because she has an undeveloped arm some parents have been protesting, saying their children will be scared or have nightmares. Which is rubbish, the only way they'll be scared is by having close-minded bigoted parents who probably think anyone who looks different should be locked away.

Last thing,