As usual, I don't have a lot to say. But since it's been almost a month since my last journal entry, I s'

ose I'd better put something up.
Firstly: REJOICE! Ken's out!

Ken Livingstone is no longer the Mayor of London. Now we have Boris. I doubt he'll be much better - he is a politician - but, hell, it's not Ken. Considering the only decent thing the latter did was introduce free travel on crappy London transport for under-16s, I doubt Boris can be much worse.
Other than that... I don't suppose I will be on here very often for the rest of the month, and (probably) June. I'm not abandoning it, but I'm rather busy, esp. with revision, so I'm spending a lot of time offline. Also, don't expect any art, unless I decide to put up some fractal or something. I doubt anyone will care (or perhaps even notice

) but whatever - I've done my duty.
Ah, revision is eating up most of my time. I'm not at all fazed by the exams coming up but I still need to revise, quite a bit, so it's incredibly annoying to find
I can't concentrate. I either feel tired or I end up thinking of something else. Extremely irritating, but I'm sure I'll feel better after slapping myself (awake, no doubt). Eh...
Right, well, I reckon that's the end of another pointless journal. Cheerio for now.

and

[Just to make things better, the weather's become crap. All humid and unpleasant, dammit. That means even less computer time. Which is a shame as, even if I didn't bother going on the Internet, I might have done some more portrait-making. Which had been scuppered now. Ah, well.]
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Devious Comments
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Where is the love? Probably being kicked to death in a ditch somewhere by a group of yobs from Portsmouth.
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Where is the love? Probably being kicked to death in a ditch somewhere by a group of yobs from Portsmouth.
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Where is the love? Probably being kicked to death in a ditch somewhere by a group of yobs from Portsmouth.
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IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME?!
IS THERE?!
I GUESS THERE IS.
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Where is the love? Probably being kicked to death in a ditch somewhere by a group of yobs from Portsmouth.
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"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."
~Dr. Seuss
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Where is the love? Probably being kicked to death in a ditch somewhere by a group of yobs from Portsmouth.
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A member of ~dAportraiteures & *PotraitPencilArt
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"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."
~Dr. Seuss
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Where is the love? Probably being kicked to death in a ditch somewhere by a group of yobs from Portsmouth.
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'Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.' Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Where is the love? Probably being kicked to death in a ditch somewhere by a group of yobs from Portsmouth.
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The early bird catches the worm but the second mouse gets the cheese.
Black
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My other half *Weasels-Revenge
"And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door"
You must see: ZeitGeistmovie.com
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Where is the love? Probably being kicked to death in a ditch somewhere by a group of yobs from Portsmouth.
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Where is the love? Probably being kicked to death in a ditch somewhere by a group of yobs from Portsmouth.
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