kirsten

I caved and finally deleted The Most Boring Person I Know. Immediate regret as I didn't do one final trawl of her page to post on here.

You're bluffing; I have no friends.

Can we all come round and watch the last few episodes with you when the time comes? There was a period where I'd finished a re-watch of the Sopranos and my mum was onto the last series of it, so I piggy-backed on her viewing and watched along with her from there. Then, by the time she was done, my boyfriend was midway through the third series so I joined in there too. What I'm saying is that it is the greatest television show of all time. Enjoy.

I miss when Cool Thinker was an asexual robot.

I have written extensively on the subject.

I think your old girlfriend gave better presents, you should get back with her.

I think I've asked this before, but I just received my first ever tax rebate, so I'll maybe actually buy one this time: can anybody recommend a decent external hard-drive? I'm avoiding WD as my last one of those spontaneously died not long after I got it whilst I was backing up once and not even Graham Knight himself could save it.

Second Run The Jewels album will be available for free from October 27th.

It's in Edinburgh.

I did have a panicked check of the mirror as soon as I saw that.

Stylin' on my way home from work one day.

Listen, all we are saying is give peas a chance.

Can someone please fill me in on the place that does burritos where Kilau used to be? This is vital information.

Someone at work said I looked like Where's Wally in the photo. She's just jealous of my Kiriakov hat.

Until you go onto Street View and actually track down where I am, my screen-grab doesn't count as a cyber-stalk. That's your new mission.

I've decided that it's probably creepier to stalk someone who no longer posts as instead of you posting it and them going "Aye, that was me." you're just updating a group of people as to someone else's movements without the subject knowing. Excellent.

Lester Burnham (I think) coming into Glasgow Queen Street Station as I was leaving it. I don't think she posts here anymore, so call this a RETROSTALK IN INTERNATIONAL (not Aberdeen) WATERS.

Because it wasn't all about looks with me, Ryan, I'm not THAT shallow. I admired Benson for his brave soul, his lion heart and his incredible lyricism: "Your pussy's like an island, it's wet all around."

It stops being funny for a bit then starts again after the chair is gone. The kid in the left room is brilliant.

Boo-urns! I don't know if those IP blocker things or whatever they are work on YouTube, but that video is glorious. It took me an embarrassingly long time to realise that the first few clips weren't from an opening ceremony that I must have missed.

A brilliant montage of a wonderful tournament.

New Dope Body album in October. That'll be bass-y.