10.11.03 - Bad Hair
If I were a sad pathetic geek of a man then I'd know that today's date in binary (without the year) is the number 9 in ascii which is a special number for Baha'is. Thank God I don't know that though, because knowing things like that is what bores girls to tears at weddings (again, something which I know nothing about). Why yes, that does lead me nicely on to Fat-head's wedding. I've posted up some pix of the wedding in the images section for your eyeballs.
I'd like it to be known that for this paragraph I have stripped off all my cloths so that I may write without constraint: My new haircut does not make me look like Elvis, I look more like Morrissey. If one more person comes up to me and says "Ah-hoa-hoa" or "Thankyouverymuch", I will impale my left buttock squarely in their eye and not release it until they acknowledge that they were oh so freaking mistaken. Of course that may be something that I'll do anyway but your chances are better if you don't give me a reason.
splinter "stand and deliver" khan