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'Tis been a while since I lasted graced this journal with my divine presence. I have been drinking a healthy dosage of Tia Maria and socialising with that rather pleasant fellow of Megatron Bison of Solemn Novena fame. Oh ho ho. We had a barrel of fun. Goth style!!! As you can see, my faithful reader, I have empathised the fun with not one, not two, BUT THREE exclaimation marks! Oh ho! I'm such a cad...
Oh! And a toast to that wonderful Eleanor who, has once again, seen it as her duty to return to my heartland. It's a shame that she didn't find 'Helfast's' smog more suitable for her ungothic lifestyle. Now, with her return, a small yet ever-growing storm cloud forms overhead. Oh, Eleanor dear, why won't you (excuse my french) feck off?
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