Thursday - "In Transmission"
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This sunlight cutting through the open fields.
Can't be communicated by radio waves.
And through this flashlight keyhole memory.
Receive a thousand signals and can't respond.
So keep your hands to yourself.
And relay the message to your friends that nothing's wrong.
Reverse reception on this lifeless satellite. Push this button.
End the transmission.

So keep your hands to yourself.
In this transit station reconnection to our lives.
In transit like my voice cutting through this line.

It's the same old song broadcasted on the radio.
Saying I'm not worth your time.
End the transmission.
This absence is making relations come undone it's breaking air waves I'm losing you in the transmission...
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Disappointed with the rugby today, our first loss since the world cup, England 13 - 19 Ireland, but seeing as I could play for either team (due to my Irish blood-line through the Saxton clan) good on them, they wanted it more. Ummmm...I am writing this on the return from another, yes I say ANOTHER shit night out, I mean why bother sometimes...really why shower, and do all the other shit that makes me look even sexier then normal, that's pretty goddamn sexy mind, when all we do is sit in the local pub, dive that in the Carriers and basically smoke the equivalent of 4 fags by just breathing, while simultaneously doing absolute bull shit. Well yeah, not aching too much from the mammoth event that was the VII's tournament, got a match for Bude tomorrow though away, it's a rescheduled plate match which was called off last week, because I couldn't play, because of heavy snowfall on the roads. So this means we are off to Penrynn (not too sure on the spelling) tomorrow, so an update when we get back then...using our new BROADBAND!!! HA HA SUCK THAT ALL OF THOSE PEOPLE USING THEIR TECHNOLOGICALLY INFERIOR 56K MODEMS! I SPIT AT YOU!!! ;)
See ya'round.