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okay, so I can't count, they hold 96 CDs total, not 84. and I need to get rid of these, so I'll take a tenner, or nearest offer.

8 x black plastic CD storage units. Can be slotted together horizontally or vertically, or fixed to the wall if you're short of shelf space. Holds 84 CDs total, and each unit has a slot large enough for old-school double CDs. Dimensions (cm) - 17(h) x 14(w) x 13(d) per unit. 15 quid, city centre collection. K

im sure i got a cake for my 18th from asda with a photo printed onto the icing.

i can't do it, i get to rst and want to finish typing my name instead (kirstie). and the i and u are right next to each other.

saw loads of cool costumes but one of my favourites was a girl in the union dressed up as the chick from nightmare before christmas (sally? can't remember). she had painted her arms white and everything. well, its that or she was the palest person ever.

if it was an engineering class they were probably quite happy to sit and laugh at this guy for a good ten minutes before anyone corrected him

wasnt too keen on drinking absinthe on friday but was forced into it. it doesnt taste as bad as i thought it would, managed to avoid getting totally wasted by knocking over my second glass with my chest whilst standing at the bar. such a waste but at least i remember getting home this time.

bet it was pete who asked for the manowar

i got chewbacca. this quiz sucks. though i guess i am loyal, strong and a good mechanic.

crocker ill sponsor you, remind me nearer the time.

excellent, cannot wait. iron maiden, foos, killers, but especially iron maiden. have already booked the time off work, just need to wait til i get paid to get my ticket...

ah, happy wednesdays. bring on the cheapness

"Smoke me a kipper, I'll be back for breakfast." Ace Rimmer. classic.

my first exam is a week on monday. fuck. cant even remember which one it is, wither stress analysis or fluid mechanics. its all scary either way. is QML open yet? need to get my hands on some past papers sharpish.

tesco rejected me too. granted that was over 3 years ago... try sending out a bunch of letters to companys u want to work for. most will at least keep your details for a bit if there arent any jobs at present.

3rd year engineering (civil). course of people not smart enough to drop out in second year and pick an easier course.

franz ferdinand - take me out. saw them this summer and this song rocked. damien rice - blowers daughter cant remember anything else i really loved from this year... ooh, yes i can. goldie lookin' chain annoyed the hell outta me when i first heard them but, again, saw them this summer and thought they were pretty funny.

aberdeen uni,meston lecture theatre 4, always ended up sitting at an onion terror vandalised desk. always. just thought id share that.

happy birthday dude, hope u have a good one. anybody from work going out tonight? kirstie

good plan that man. i agree.

would you be 3rd year at aberdeen doin engineering? join the club, except i was up at midnight glueing matlab graphs into my logbook, havin finished it yesterday. kirstie

father dowling sucks ass compared to any other daytime mystery programme. quincy, diagnosis murder, murder she wrote, but not father dowling.sucks ass big time

cucumber 9am maths lectures. pure evilness. the pain of childbirth (ok, so ive never had kids but it'd be nice if i could get rid of the pain before i do) psoriasis, so i didnt have to have it father dowling mysteries. ruins my afternoon when its on instead of diagnonis murder or murder she wrote...

good stuff. from what i hear a good nite was had by all. would have come down but i forgot ceejay was back this week... will definately be making an effort to come down this week. sounds like friday nites might be worth coming down for again.

and a very fetching dress it is too. did u manage to sell the dartboard? i might be going as somebody in a boiler suit. dont think i have any other costumey outfits. have just spent the last hourmaking a cat costume out of old jumpers for my flatmate. living room is a complete mess.