The everyday musings and mishaps of a guy now nearly thirty, living, working, and playing in London. Only duller...

3.3.06

Stupid new phobia

I cannot wear plasters on the end of my fingers anymore, I mean, what's that about??!

Never had a problem before, but now it's like finger nails down the black-board...

(Ridiculous)

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