  *On Saturday, the new Wragg-Devlin place became inhabited, and I helpfully used my minute amount of upper-body strength to shift a few boxes. So, now, Dan Wragg has a nice 4 bedroomed house in Liversedge. On another note with my moving skills, I believe I may have the thinnest blood in the world. Not only do I produce enough blood while shaving (with a Mach 3, which is easier on the skin than most razors) to make people believe I have had my throat cut, but I got a small splinter in my palm from a drawer.
Once I pulled it out, the blood just poured out over my hand as if I'd actually had a spear pierce the skin. Weird. *Inno may not be single! More news as it comes... *Titch and Olwen's wedding present has been bought from the gift list, which can be found from the website linked at the top, making it easy for friends in, say, SE Asia to order a present, even if they're not coming. In news of a more important wedding (no, not that one, the one in June), TFMrs. spent a small fortune on her dress. Alas, she has to spend a small fortune again when it is ready. Bloody expensive, this wedding crap. It's all coming together now. We have a meeting with the vicar at the end of the month. All we need is a finalised guest list (Inno, "+ Guest" or named?
And then don't change your mind for another 6 months) and we can think of sending out our invites. Also needed is a gift list (because someone will buy me a programmable toaster, dammit! ) and a "Lad's Day Out" to Suits You or Debenham's for some outfits. *I think I saw the scariest trailer ever for a new program at the weekend. Why does TV throw up cool stuff like Shameless and Simon Day's new sitcom, Grass, and then feel the need to balance it out with a sitcom starring Jamie Theakston and Amanda Holden? *Leeds are currently carrying out the equivalent of "I'll have the money next week, Guv, honest. Just don't do me kneecaps yet". We have one week to find £5M (*cough*VidukaandRobinson*cough*) to see us through our inevitable plunge into Division 1. Still, Kilgallon scored. COME ON! Three points from the Man U game this weekend (just like Watford!
*rimshot*): - Ruud Van Jarratt producing the miss of the season, a header from 6" out. - Ronaldo is fucking useless, but does it in a pretty way. If he ever learns to cross, pass, shoot or run 10 yrds without falling over as if Lee Harvey Oswald has targetted him, he may be dangerous. - Wes Brown is the worst defender in the Premiership not named Roque Jr or Harte, and they are fucked without Rio. *TFMrs., not content with spending a fortune on an outfit she'll wear once (well, maybe twice unless she starts washing up more), went out and bought her own Memory Card for the PS2 and Jak II.
Nice. Jak II is great, like the original, but about 10x harder and with GTA bits thrown in. I'm glad about the hardness thing, since Jak and Daxter was the first game I could say I 'mastered' (completed 100%, got all the orbs) and was worried I would breeze through it in about 3 hours. I also must say, it's one of the funniest games I've seen in ages, with some pretty damn well written cut scenes. 
