"Suche gut gebauten 18-30 jährigen zum schlachten...“ - Der Metzgermeister

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I'm currently sat here with my nightshirt pulled over the back of my chair.
If I lean back, my skin gets pressed against cold plastic, and it feels funny.
The front fabric is pulling on my tummy and under my arms - I like seeing how far I can lean forward before it pulls too tightly.

I've spent a large portion of today playing Guitar Hero - a combination of GH3, Aerosmith and World Tour.
Oddly enough, my favourite, Greatest Hits - remained unplayed.

I was mainly focusing on playing songs I hadn't done and improving old scores.
Only on Easy and Medium though - I'm concentrating on getting the shitty difficulties finished before I go onto the fun ones.

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I watched Criminal Minds and Live At The Apollo downstairs with mam and dad while I ate Mini Milks.
Stand-up comedy isn't even that funny. It only has rare giggle moments.

FarmVille is proper mint now.
They've introduced an achievement system - and it's encouraged Shelly to come back and play it more.
They're awards that give you EXP points, money and gifts for completing menial tasks like harvesting stuff, buying buildings/decorations and taking photos of other farms.

I've spent about an hour completing the easier tasks and those I could get on with - the others shall take some time, it seems.

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I'm going to Ash's tomorrow, so it looks to be an eventful day for a sodding change.
My blog will be minorly interesting for once.

I need to print out some DATWBSVOH to show Tracey lmfao.
So I either need to find a DECENT bit of chapter 1 - or actually write a decent bit.