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Muse I recently went back to Fatties R Us, tho I prefer to think of them as Fat Fighters, so that I can channel the spirit of Matt Lucas ("Dust. Anyone? No? Dust. Anyone? No? Dust..."). Am tormenting myself with pictures of distant relations who gained 4 stone whilst diffed and have plainly hung grimly onto every last pound, and more, in the first few years of their offsprings' lives...

Gin I think you're cool too. But given I married when hardly out of my teens and was not permitted to listen to pop music in my youth, and by the age of thirteen thought Rachmaninov (as opposed to Bach) was painfully modern and cutting edge, and whose first 'pop' record was a Chuck Berry CD that came free with a magazine and had to be hidden from my father, that is not any sort of a tribute

PS please don't cry.

shit all of the above will out me to anyone who cares to give it some thought. Not that they will. But, you know.

glmp, hrdgnm, ght, squeek, pop, crash OUCH. Out of the floorboards. Phew, cheers genie, needed that. Don't cry! If you do you'll force me to sing the whole Axl Rose verion. Actually both versions (was 13 when they came out, wanna check if I know all the words?).

I am currently at school with a veeeeery famous model. Eh eh, how cool is that? Actually not cool at all. I am just latching onto someone else's fame. I'll shut up now. Squuek, crash .

"At school", Mountie??

Pliz to explain. Are you a) fifteen or b) foreign?

'zackly mounty. the cool bit would be the famous person/band/whatever going 'yeah I was hanging out with gin last night,she's just aces...

It somehow is not the same if you know they wouldn't remember or think about it! (the cure thing is still cool tho. We stayed up all night outside their studio after lock in,they brought us exotic lager -SOL! WITH LIME! In the dark ages!!!!- and set off fireworks. And I was 14 and besotted...)

head you is head-girl geek chic. And i think you are v cool. And I haven't cried yet.

verion version

"At school"? Come again? You must be younger than me because Don't Cry (Use your Illusion I or was it II?) was when I was in sixth form, but not that much younger.

Headcase I adore Rachmaninov and think he's very cool, particularly as opposed to Bach. Am currently trying to learn the easy version of Rhapsody on a theme of Paganini but it has taken me many years and I still can't do it.

(I too am giving more and more of myself away day by day. Granted I wasn't brought up in a sect. But my family was very square - does that count?)

I also heart Vince Cable. I want my politicians straightforward, sensible, practical, clever, normal and verging on boring.

I also heart remembering to refresh the page before posting

bangy b) foreign and c) postgrad

gingerbread you truly qualify for cool in me books.

ArielBall cannot exactly remember but I think I was 13 or 14. I was born in 1977... I think we are all giving ourselves away!

All round name change!

Anyway, none of you losers have the claim to fame that I have - I am in one of the pictures in the Anthrax 1988 Tourbook AND the bass player (Joey Belladonna) asked me to sleep with him. When I said, horrified, "But I'm only 15!", he said '"So?". Ah, the 80s.

Aaah, cheap cider in squares and parks.Those were the days. It was always freezing and winter.

Fairy I am completely not posh. I was just forced to learn an instrument (or two) by my aforementioned square parents. I saw Guns 'n' Roses at Wembley! I went to a comprehensive! I've puked in a gutter after the aforementioned cider! I went to Lloret de Mar and everything!

Oooh, oooh I forgot. I was on the video cover of the Summer XS concert at Wembley, just in front of Michael Hutchence. I am a brightly coloured dot.

But but but...SOL! With LIME! In the BOTTLE! In the EIGHTIES!

How could you possibly think that offers of sex could compare with that?

bleeding seems to have slowed down. How super.

I am lost for words. All this stardom. Can't compete. I met a few famous architects. Ok, that's geeky.
Oooh, posh, sorry aries and I must have been headbanging at Wembley at the same time...

Morning ladies. Droid got me last night. Cried myself to sleep - stupid cunt that I am. Now I have tummy ache, headache, & eyes look like pissholes in the snow. Super.

Start Clomid tomorrow, so need to ring hospital later to arrange scan for day 10 - 12 or sommat. More rummaging around my glory-hole. Honestly, they could stick a sherbet dib-dab up there now, I don't care.

Feel shit & failure. Budge up in that there pit. Am on my way with a crate of gin & my own body weight in Easter eggs.

Oh lorry sweetheart I'm so sorry. It's hardest when you really feel like you've 'put the work in' and nothing happens.

Today is the start of something new,that could really help...although I think a couple of days of gin,chocolate and being fed up is very much allowed. You're still off work aren't you?any chance you could do something nice for yourself,a massage or something?

Come and cuddle up with me in the pit luvver.

And sorry that i didn't say anything helpful. Am sending you muchas smooches though. Once again I wish I had a magic wand,or at least some good voodoo or summat...

Thanks gin . I am still off work & as it happens have a shopping trip & meeting the boyf for lunch planned for today & a massage booked for Thurs. Then local rugby match on Fri, followed by lots of RL gin.

On the plus side at least I can take guilt free ibuprofen...........

Hi lourie. Sincere newbie sympathies to you.

Oh shitsticks Lorry. I'm so sorry. And I hate hate being totally unable to find words to match the occasion. I really have to get this witch training underway. Something's gotta give on this fred soon, surely? It's getting beyond even the cruellest of jokes.

Meanwhile something has happened to my back, and I am gradually turning to stone from the spine outwards. Smashing.

A lot of us seem to be in the pit / on the droid at the moment. What's going on?? Grmph.

Have all our cycles merged in that weird way of women en masse? Weird.

Fucksticks laurie, have a twizzle stick and an umbrella for that gin.

I am bleeding so much that I've taken the day off work. All my dreams were about me bleeding through my clothes. Nice.

Mornin all.

Am at arse end of droid which is just as well as its Laparoscopy (read D-Day) tomorrow. It appears even though i have just been a loiterer my cycle is vaguely in sync with all Beshes.

Laurie I'm sorry. I have always been bad at random violence. Please may I offer you a bear hug instead?

Gin I already thought you were the shizzle in brizzle, but even the notion of actually being in the presence of Robert Smith blows my frickin mind! I was promised a meet with him once. It never happened. Just one of many disappointments in life....

Scorps I want to see evidence. Is too impressive for words! Also... get yer knockers out luv - its been a while...

Poor LoobyLou. After all that effort as well - what an utter fucker. The pit is getting very crowded at the moment.