umsorry, can I just say hello?
I'm a long time lurker and I thought I might as well pop up. I've eaten a few pro plus and am trying to finish my folio. Hmm. Anyway, I just took a pizza out the oven, Anyone want a bit?
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Tue 30 May 2006, 3:44,
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I'm a long time lurker and I thought I might as well pop up. I've eaten a few pro plus and am trying to finish my folio. Hmm. Anyway, I just took a pizza out the oven, Anyone want a bit?
Hello!Pull up a kitten, get comfy.
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SugarSpunSister Yeah, whatever,
Tue 30 May 2006, 3:50,
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Well..I'm afraid the pizza has gone. I gave it to the architects on the condition that they never mention (sir) Norman Foster ever again. I'm feeling a bit ashamed at my postage round these parts, they gave us photoshop classes in a forlorn attempt to try and keep up with the kids in the world of Art Schools but the highlight of the few things I have ever posted include making Morrisey's chin bigger. Woot indeed.
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Tue 30 May 2006, 3:55,
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Anything Morrissey-related is much appreciated.And as it says right here, jokes are better than technique. FACT
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Tue 30 May 2006, 3:57,
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and nowit is daylight in Gay Scotland. The Proclaimers are stretching and yawning in their Leith garret, Lorraine Kelly is crowing at the orange orb of the sun and, if you listen carefully, you can just about hear the faint whimpering of a young Glaswegian art student, as he beholds the shuddering mess of .pdfs that he had the gall to call his 'ouevre' a mere three hours previously. Things look crap in the light of day.
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Tue 30 May 2006, 4:03,
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As the sun rises over the west midlands, and the sound of birdsong fills the airYou can hear the distant weeping of someone who's still awake and watching 13 people asleep in a house in London.
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Tue 30 May 2006, 4:07,
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