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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:johnnybranch.blog.co.uk,2009-11-06:/</id><title>johnny's journal of jest</title><link rel="self" href="http://johnnybranch.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://johnnybranch.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-06T00:56:46+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:johnnybranch.blog.co.uk,2005-08-19:/2005/08/19/fridays_drag/</id><title>fridays drag</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://johnnybranch.blog.co.uk/2005/08/19/fridays_drag/"/><author><name>d209vg</name></author><published>2005-08-19T20:45:04+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T20:45:04+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;i was stupidly knackered last night, the stress of my resit n the travellin had taken it outta me. i went training with chasetown. i gotta bit of stick for goin back but i quite enjoy the banter there n i really enjoyed the session as i hadnt played for 2 weeks. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;as for my resit, wot a trauma? i got off the train in durham n all i could think was, wot if i dont come back? the thought scared the shit out of me but i kept tryin to dispell the emotive side of it and tell myself that the only thing that mattered was whether i knew my stuff or not. i think it went ok, never can be sure but the guy who runs the course is still a prick. for 3-4 yrs in a row the same question comes up, i revise for it n suddenly the git went n made it 5 times as specfific n twice as hard. then in the resit i said fuck his question, i'm not revisin for it after last time bam the easy question is bk n i cant remember how to do it. also where was pyrzborski's question, he teaches two courses i'd revised both n he doesn't have a question on the paper. oh well, if i've failed the resit i'm gonna torch hunt's haus.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;weekend, i'm not playin footy at the mo but things change. i'm hopin to play poker at a casino on sat night and on sunday i'm headin up to manchestor to spend a few precious hours with awolfia. howl&lt;/p&gt;
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was in a stinkin mood after yesterday. id been miserable on the fone to my wolf which was a little unfair cos she was down too. today at work was better, did sum more interestin stuff. gonna sack footy tomoro, if he wants me to rest i will. feel like gettin pissed but shud do some work.&lt;br&gt;
go on england
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ten hours of graft, with a building site full of people who cant speak. u get irish pixies talkin 19 to the dozen, u got albanian potato farmers talkin about pussy all day, a foreign boss, a jamaican co worker who barely speaks or understands english and the rest of the site seemed to hav had there social skills removed. i love it. back to social skills, my manager at sutton cud do with some. u turn up lookin fwd to a game n he reads outta list of whose playin n i aint on it. i ask him n he tells me i've got a knock (sneeze), like will smith i'm alergic to bullshit! i tell him if im injured, fair enough i hav a little knock but why let me turn up. i'm probably gonna sack it off. if he thinks he can get a better right bk good luck to him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;does anyone else think thursdays shud be scrapped? ive never enjoyed em n always feel tired, bring on friday.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;reminder to self- cloned dog articles
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