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I took the kids into Southport this morning. Looking after them is quite exhausting, as they always have to be doing something; none of this "let's sit on a bench and talk for hours" malarkey. Apparently. One of these days I shall have to introduce them to the concept of making one's own fun. If I don't amuse them they watch telly constantly by default.
Oh, there is screaming in the background - Nupur's mother has agreed to let her get her ears pierced again. Guess I know what I'm doing on Monday.
Anyway, this is not the point of this entry. The point of it is, I wanted the soundtrack to Once More With Feeling, and there was no-one to copy it off, and I just decided, fuck it, and bought it. Anyone want a copy? I can probably bring it along to the party tomorrow night.
Oh, there is screaming in the background - Nupur's mother has agreed to let her get her ears pierced again. Guess I know what I'm doing on Monday.
Anyway, this is not the point of this entry. The point of it is, I wanted the soundtrack to Once More With Feeling, and there was no-one to copy it off, and I just decided, fuck it, and bought it. Anyone want a copy? I can probably bring it along to the party tomorrow night.
