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DAYTHREE: Chad is Rad (this was his idea)

The 15th of June.

A thick layer of smog surrounds the city.

Swine Flu Status: I’m starting to give up on ever getting swine flu. EXCEPT FOR WHEN I COUGHED UP A LUNG, HELLZ YEAH!

Cool Shit I learnt at the house: Skank ribs are delicious. Just because it’s a shady butcher, doesn’t mean they don’t know their shit.

Daily Rhyme: Baha, can you dig it like a spigot, my guess is: yes you can like, can I kick it? Wicked. Lick a shot, If you happy and you know it as you clap your hands to the thick snot of a poet flow it. That’s not actually my rhyme, it’s MF Doom in a Gorillaz song but it’s totally rad and I forgot mine. It was probably as good though so don’t worry, I’m sure he won’t mind.

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DAYTWO: People in the Houseee

The 14th of June.

A thick layer of smog surrounds the city.

Swine Flu Status: I felt completely healthy today. Except… at night my throat felt funny, with a slight taste of blood. But this was nothing. I think I’m turning into a hopeful hypochondriac.

Cool Shit I learnt on the Playstation: Chad sucks at putting. Thankyou, Tiger Woods.

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DAYONE: Like Groundhogs Day But Lamer

The 13th of June, and the 13th of June.

A thick layer of smog surrounds the city.

Swine Flu Status: Promising cough on the plane, possible infected sitting nearby. Watch this space.

Cool Shit I learnt on the Discovery Channel: No human can survive in the CORE of JUPITER. WHAT?! Really?! Also, woman on ‘Toughest Women’s Jails’: ‘It’s like I’m in a big cage.’ NO!

Daily Rhyme: I’m watching Deal or No Deal, some guy let out a big squeal, Chad and Hailey can’t help, the dog just let out a yelp. Sorry guys, that was pretty lame. I shall ‘premeditate’ the next one.

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I’m on holidays and at the moment it is raining

I’ve been on holidays for the past 2 weeks or so, and I’m starting to settle in to that routine. Moreso than I ever have before. The last few days I’ve been going to bed at 4, and last night at about 5. I just keep on thinking of things to do late at night.

This is a problem, because as of tomorrow I have to start waking up at 8 again. Oh dear.

It’s raining at the moment. That’s pretty nice, I’ve put my car out the front to wash all the salt off. I better remember to put it out the back again or it will just get covered in salt again. I was a bit lazy with lunch today, I went and got take away.

Mum and Dad have been away in France for about 2 weeks now, they’re having a lovely time. I nearly achieved my goal of getting scurvy but my amazing dinner last night just pushed me further away. I caught a huge trout at the farm yesterday, that was good. So I spent about an hour cooking it up with mad stuffing and an orange sauce. It was very exciting. I even did vegetables.

I’m playing Little King’s Story to review for Vooks at the moment. It’s a rad game. I feel sorry for my poor villagers every time I get some of them killed, especially the original crew. But then, they magically wash up on the beach! That’s really nice, but it doesn’t happen all the time.

I had some rad ideas for stories and whatnot in the bath last night. I like having baths.

I did a rap about my character Magwillihir the Slug at Angus K’s place last week. He’s been practising his recording on pro tools so I just freestyled things about how I’m not a snail (I ain’t got a shell on my back, but I’m still keeping this on track). We tried doing a Medieval Fayre rap (only a week away!) but I lost ‘the flow’ so it failed pretty hard.

I realise that lately content has been somewhat lame compared to the awe inspiring Travels, but I’m going to remedy that soon, I hope.

LOVE

Day Fifty Three – Beouj… Beouggal… Boagalay… Wine Tasting

July 26th; Today is pretty much just a travel day. We jump on the coach and hit the road for a long time. We did have a stop on the way to Lyon though. Wine tasting in the Beaujolais region.

We got there and a hilarious dog, which I named Roberto, came up to greet us. It was a sort beagle looking sausagey dog. It was quite old. He just wanted to lie around. I gave him a scratch. We went looking for toilets, as often happens immediately after disembarking a bus. We found one, which a group of twenty or so people were lined up for. One of the reps of the place told us that they had more down the hallway. I followed them, with several people following me, to the end of a hallway. I don’t think they noticed, because they went into someone’s private room and shut the door.

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