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Remember when I said "this must be one of the worst days on record" no so long ago? Srub that! Today was worse!

I took an hour to get to work today - where as yesterday took only 12 mins. Why? Because some arsehole thought it would be a great idea to set fire to our local chemical plant - which just happens to be halk way between home and work! It was tourched about 6am, and is still buring now, over 12 hours later.

When I get in, sure enought, Glenn has brought in his home pc for us to use until the other one is fixed. Off I go and set it up (with Claire getting in the way). Only I find that there is no network port in this PC. Nice of Glenn to notice and tell us. I pick out a newtwork card from the stock I have in (atually, one of 4 of the only one we have at the mo) and install it. PC proptly DIES!

Glenn accuses me of infecting it through the network. I "gently inform" him that I have not even connected the network cable to his useless fucking machine! He finds it all highly amusing and jokes about me killing computers - saying that his was perfectly FINE until I "got my hands on it". I'm about to KILL HIM!

Now Dave cannot come until thursday, so there is a flap on. I KNOW I have installed it correctly - it's only a damn PCI card for fucks sake, I could do it one handed, blind folded, standing on my head! He and Alison call back-up-guy Stuart - who is in Sweden! We are recommended to call back-up-guys mate, Mack.

Mack comes round - twice - and spends hours tinking with this PC. Thankfully, he agreed that I have not buggered it up at all. In fact - GLENN has buggered it up! HA! By downloading Chess games from the internet, he has filled the hard drive up with shite, oh, and a mega virus which has killed the virus checker, and the PC.

Ner ner na ner neerrrr, Glenn!

He's taking it away, scrubbing the hard drive and re-installing windows etc so we can have it back in the AM - minus Glenn's chess games (heee heee)

On the plus side, this meant that Claire was taken away from me, and sent to Festival market. I went to have a chat with Lynn and discuse our little spy problem. She agrees with me and Andrea!

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In other news:

Something has been playig on my mind these last few days tat I have been trying to forget about, but I just cant.

During the Wedding Reception, while she was fraut and crying..... Gemma really put the wind up me. Now, when a mate of mine is crying, I do what I like people to do for me when I'm upset. I hug them, reasure them, and give them small kisses on the cheek, forhead etc. when I hug them.

Gemma went for my lips on more than one occasion, and gave me "that look", you know, THAT look? I put it down to drunkeness on one or both our parts. But as the night went on, so did she. She kissed my lips - just pecks mind - on two more occasions, kept putting her hands on my leg (high up too) and went on for a LONG time about how we should set up a web cam and "perform"

I'd like to think I'm paranoid, or that this was just a ploy to get Marks attention, or at least some thing other than my paranoia keeps telling me it might be - and I'm sure it is now, when I think about it rasionally. BUT - what is paranoia is right? How many problems would that cause? I'm not interested in Gemma like that for a lot of reasons, the same reasons why it would be such a problem. 1) I love Yorkie and don't want him to think I'm gonna have a fling with Gemma, 2) She's going out with, and living with my mate, 3) her bf happens to be the best mate of MY bf, and I can't even IMAGIN the shit it would cause between us all if anyone though anything was going on, regardless of the fact that it wont be.

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OH yeah.... Me and Yorkie got this great postcard from our mate, which she started by saying "who'd have thought that Yorkie's knob would be such a warm and exotic place" hee hee! http://www.jeanchene.btinternet.co.uk/postcard.gif
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