  *Booya! 25 years old. Man, that's old. Plus, kind of depressing when, on paper, without dressing up, my presents included a computer game, a cartoon on DVD and a kite. (NB. This bit may be only interesting to about 2 people.
Please scroll past if bored) So far, I have played 3 matches on the new Smackdown game, and my god, it rules. New stuff in this one: - Blood! - Wrestler's weights meaning something, so little shits can't pick up the big guys. - Body specific damage! This one is way too geeky for words. I played as Benoit vs Stevie Richards and basically detroyed his shoulder and back so that he had no choice but to tap when put in the Crossface.
The season stuff is meant to be great, so I may 'develop the flu' in the near future, like that malingerer, Hinchcliffe. I also have a Futurama series, Hulk and the Ricky Gervais stand-up show to watch later, as well as clothing from my sister and parents, in their surprisingly successful attempts to make me dress well. * New sofa, byatch! Damned straight. None of this sinking in the middle stuff now. Plus, it's so big that people could sleep in our front room without developing a hunch.
*LEEDS WON!!! VIDUKA NOT LAZY!!!! Dear lord, it must be my brithday. We may or may not be about to be bought by an Arabian consortium, no-one seems to know. Ah well. Anyway, it's sure to come crashing to earth next week when we play Chelsea.
*I will inform people later of why Channel 5 Teletext is run by the biggest bunch of wankers known to mankind. *All New Top Of The Pops on Friday. Dear God, what an amateur production. Besides, the programme showed exactly why TotPs has been losing viewers. Mystique's crappy remix single, Kylie's song which sounded like Liberty X, Blazin' Squad, Victoria f'n Beckham saying the fans get to decide which song to release and Westlife doing "Mandy" (What the fuck were they thinking? "Mandy"!
I thought they wanted credibility now) - the charts are shite at the minute. Plus, promising The Darkness Xmas video and showing about 20 seconds of it does not get you on my good side. *TFMrs made me watch Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle. Remember what I said about needing bad films to review...? 
