From Whistler. Some lacerations from the fight club out there and a swollen knee but otherwise ok.
Am wondering why the hell I came back from a place where people are nice, crime is low and the girls are pretty, to London, where we are ruled more autocratically every day by some one eyed maniac, taxed to pay for others not doing anything other than funding a lifestyle of petty crime and half the popel you meet don't even speak english any more.
Monday, 25 January 2010
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