hail, dod. can you transfer some cash unto my e-savings from the old halifax? funds arte a bit low. jolly good thanks.

hitchiking to thames tomorrow! fun.

julio

hello!

blimery, lots of blogging in my absence. internet is a tad expensive herew so i don’t have much time. so feel free to carry on the tale as i won’t do any for a while.

distubing information about your sisters sanity slightly, i recommend a full mind scrape and polish. how in the seven hells can she not recognize me???! it is bad enough for random strangers to say “hello ladies” to annika and me, but for someone i have known for quite some time it is unacceptable.

liv: did you check CMR2’s score on gamerankings.com??? if not why not!

julio

as i suspected! i was not told the ground rules. Ha!

it is strange this rocko and i think oddly alike. as i was thinking up a begining for the tale annika and i will be writing shortly i came up with the idea of a guy waking up in a desert and not knowing were, who he is and what time he is in. he then met a hillbilly/redneck guy with a shotgun and things take off from there. though this was to be writen in the first person perspective and the guy was wearing a dinner jacket it is an odd coincidence. and then i thought it would be funny if it turns out little john is actualy called little john and lo, that is exactly what happened. crazy.

julio

hmm. i am feeling better now. presumably it is the lack of violent computer games to let of stress that is getting to me.

i will now go and edit the tale again.

julio.

just read your PM liv. well in that case delete what i wrote untill “Vee screamed!” i couldn’t care less.
he was going to escape in a helicopter but i couldent work out how they would fit it into the truck and it was a bit dull anyway. it isn’t sci fi.

god i am irritated today.

julio

thanks for the e-mail mama!glad you be having fun back at the old homestead.