Long, boring, another rambling entry
Mood:  loud
Topic: Stephen Says
Hi folks, Stephen here. Long time no see. Haven’t been doing much, you know. Alotta work, I guess. What’s that you say? Work? Weeeeeelllll….

I’ve been meaning to tell y’all about Thorpe Park. It was a fun day out for some of the younger residents and out reach clients that we have over at Snowdon. Man, I don’t know where to start. Thorpe Park is one of those rare U.S./U.K. hybrids that actually work amazingly well! There’s very few big rides at the park, but holy moley, they’re hard core! Look, I’m not theme park wimp, but some of these suckers had me making hot fudge in my pantaloons. And unlike American theme parks, everything was grassy, over-grown and you didn’t so much mind the line ups because you’re standing next to a pond with little quack-quacks swimming around and oh! Look over there! Someone’s put an old ’57 Chevy in the middle of the lake!

Yup, work, work, work. Yobbo got arrested the other day – it looks like he finally snapped. He hit his girl friend, made his child cry and smashed something really big and loud. So the police came and took him away. An ambulance came and made sure that his girl was okay. And boy, does their five year old have a pair of lungs! He can scream ‘fuck off!’ at his mommy AND daddy just like his mommy and daddy.

So the Grange development is kinda quiet now. Well, except for the guy who lives below us. He smokes drugs and plays his loud ‘hippity hop’ music all the time. But I don’t really mind. ‘Ghost Face Killer’ is numero uno in my books!

Well, we’re off to Sweden this weekend. Boy, I bet that will be a lot of fun! Discovering new cultures and new civilizations can be fun. Even if they are a little backward. Thank goodness that there are lots of good Christian missionaries around to make us all see how happy we can be. I’m happy. Are you happy???

Boy, I’ve got nothin’ to say and I can’t keep up this happy crappy persona much longer! Things are good with me, blah, blah, blah and I’m ? way through the new Harry Potter which is really what counts. Oh, and work rocks. I got to talk to the mayor of Woking today. Politicians and professors at Royal Holloway are a lot alike – pompous prick who expect for you to agree with every piece of rhetoric that comes from their mouth, no matter how idiotic or wrong it is.

Anyway, the point of this blog is that I wanted to put up a blog at last and I’m not good at re-capping things so much as dealing with things as they come.

Dinner tonight was brought to you by triple pepper, double cheese, mushroom pita pizzas (with red wine & shallot sauce) and an Australian shiraz. Oh, and the sign that you’re blog has reached the end of its pointless rambling?

You’re blogging about the wine.