| Sunday, October 5th, 2003 |
| 2:55 pm |
Hehehe - I win
Gottim. He has been kind enough to ban me from posting on his wanky little blog. Also banned anon postings and turned on ip logging. Good, he's lost, and his natural paranoia has come to the fore. I'm tempted to do a chrisjjjjjj, but I can't be arsed. So, fuck you, Woy. |
| Friday, September 19th, 2003 |
| 6:32 pm |
Another happy day
Royston is nearer getting kicked off cix. Once he's gone it will be a better place. He keeps threatening to leave, but hasn't so far. lose his imagined audience, that he would, so just bluster instead. Pathetic little knob. |
| Thursday, September 18th, 2003 |
| 11:42 pm |
Evil Doings
Mr S has been vindictive. I don't give a fuck about his personal abuse, but someone has to stop him before he attacks someone less strong than I. I AM WATCHING YOUR TRAIL.... |
| Friday, September 12th, 2003 |
| 8:36 pm |
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| Wednesday, September 3rd, 2003 |
| 7:34 pm |
The noose draws tighter.
A day spent with my colleague, Dr Crispin Sheets. Analysis of soiled bedlined indicates that the trail is hot; bits flaking off like a benidorm tourists skin, and no sign of any companion or partner. It is clear that Woy is a wily fox. Tally Ho! |
| Monday, September 1st, 2003 |
| 11:21 pm |
The hunt continues
Given the man is a nark he is proving hard to catch. Obviously a wily trout, so I shall have to employ the methods perfected by JR Hartley and knot my flies well. Onwards, vigilant siblings. Current Mood: awakeCurrent Music: Juliet Bravo |
| 8:59 pm |
Time
I have to halt for a while, the cat requires stapling Current Mood: angryCurrent Music: Z Cars |
| 8:52 pm |
Oh Joy, Roy is here
Found Roy here, cunt that he is. I shall dedicate my life to his downfall, like |