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I'll miss you the way you miss me. It's that easy. I'll mirror you completely, this way there are no complications, and no one is hurt. I think it's probably what's best for both of us. No pain, no problems. No lessons. It'll be comfortably numb. Just like...

...this train journey! That's right kiddies, I'm off. Sorta. I'm on a journey to Lincoln to see the relatives, and take solice with people who, maybe, don't really want to see me but feel duty bound to do so.

And I'm looking forward to it. Mwahahahahaha. I've not been up to Lincoln for ages. In fact I've not been up since the last break-up, it'll be nice to recharge up there. I'm not sure if the jumper I have with me is enough, because I forgot it can get bastard cold up here. Hm. Maybe I'll get another cold...

... although that isn't likely, because my immune system is now supercharged and awesome, just like the rest of me. I sent it away for training, and then deliberately caught this cold to ensure that it can do the job. Which I'm please to report it can. I pretty much feel better now. Sorta. So I am going to continue with my body modification ideas and get all pierced and tattooed up. Result.

Anyway much therapy in forms of conversation with my little sister (little fZe, not the "real" one) and Little Hell, whom (I'm pretty sure) is so awesome I might be forced to totally crush on her for ever and ever. Not sure yet.

She did beat me at pool, but then again it's not that hard.

Speaking of crushes, I have decided that since Emma clearly doesn't want the awesomeness that is me, it's time to randomly fall in love again. Applications now please. If you can't share the misery of existence, then you really can't share anything, not even Nintendo. What is the world coming to when you can't share Nintendo?

I'm listening to Ben Folds - Landed. It's a beautiful song.

Anyway. I'm on the train back to London. It's been a weird weekend. One the one hand, it was one of the best I've even had, and I totally fell in love with Edinburgh. On the other hand attending the wedding with the Ex, et. al. was one of the hardest things I have even had to do in my life. Also I'm jealous of Des because, if things had gone to plan, that would have been us.

A few things to say:

• I will be back to this magic place.


• I wish Des and Louisa all the happiness in the world.


• I'm fine, stop asking me.

So that's it. Events have been building up to this day for a long time. In terms of commitments I'm free now. Nothing planned for a while.

Oh and an Usher ushers people to place, and makes sure the groom stays sane while the best man is working his tit's off. It wasn't that hard.

Hey. The internet gets installed at our place on the 29th of July, so that should mean that normal service is resumed, rather than loads of posts being written in ecto and uploaded when I find a network.

YAY!

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Fuck me Edinburgh is nice.

I really liked the pointy building, the William Wallace memorial, I believe it is.
Please don't be an idiot like some people I could mention and ask who he was. That's not a good move up here buddy.

We had a nice drink in a pub, I'm hung over this morning, and so the stage is set for the wedding of the year. Wish me luck today as I delve into the web of intrigue, betrayal and ex's.

Also, does anyone know what an Usher does?

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No. It's really nice up here. no more typing. I'm looking.

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I just saw the sea. This part of the world is very pretty.

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I am now further north in England than I have ever been before. This might mean I'm further north than I have ever been on the globe, but my geography is a little screwie when it come to Europe, and I don't care enough to look it up. I care enough to post about it though. That's weird.

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There are a lot of animals that I can see from the train. A lot.

But what amazes me is they all look so big and healthy. Cows that look the way that they should, like they've been picked out of a book and placed next to the railway line for me to stare at in confusion as we hurtle past.

I've just seen a herd of horses that looked fantastically majestic. I've never seen such grace (outside of a cat of course). They were running, you could see their flanks glistening, with the toned muscles moving under the sleek skin. It was... strange to behold.

I wish I had my camera (or that I could be arsed to get up and get it out of my bag) but I think that a picture would rob the moment of some of it's poetry.

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I'm on my way to Edinburgh. First time I've even been to Scotland, though I hear it's beautiful.

As we stop at places North of London, weird things about their nature reveal themselves.
For example "Doncaster" (if that is your real name) doesn't just have trainspotters like the rest of the world. It was entire families of them. Children with note books, bored wives and eagre husbands toting cameras.

Uh. Wow. It's 14:13, and I still have a long way to go on this train. I wonder what other weirdness I'll see.

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