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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 19:34:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Drew&apos;s Angels - Fanvid</title>
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  <description>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no post - lol :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you cast your mind back several months, you may remember I posted my first fan vid. I also said that the idea may spin off into a fic - well surprise, surprise it did, and not just one but a series!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i present another vid, it&apos;s a trailer for the first &apos;episode&apos; of my fic Drew&apos;s Angels. A link for the fic itself is also at the bottom of the post too, (btw it is a link to Scenes of Whose Line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;2&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.scenesofwhoseline.com/eFiction2withTinyMCE/viewstory.php?sid=94&amp;amp;ageconsent=ok&quot;&gt;Link to Drew&apos;s Angels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv to y&apos;all xxxxx</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 12:22:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Greg Proops @ The Comedy Store</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Ok, so i finally stopped squeeing&amp;nbsp;and pinching myself long enough to get this wrote :-) It&apos;s all from notes I took in the interval and at the end so it may not make much sense :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, feel free to tell me if you think I missed anything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;This way for Campari &amp; Oranges .........&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;So I&apos;ll start with the boring stuff first, got up and dressed n ready to go meet annabel, took great pleasure in waking all my room mates in the hostel who had seen fit to wake me at half one in the morning to start pissing around.&lt;br /&gt;So i met the wonderful annabel and was immeadiately on a high, which stayed pretty much the rest of the weekend :-)&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the morning we zig-zagged London to pick up everyone else asta, sess, isky, indy, liketo and nutella. Halfway round asta overdosed on caffeine and was randomly jumping and bouncing and trembling which was such fun. Nutella decided to entertain us on the tube by pole dancing, that girl is so talented :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got back to the hostel and dumped everything and headed to to St James Park, armed with drink and nibbles. We became very &apos;hippy&apos; like and all sat round in a circle. It was great we chatted and got to know each other better, and of course there was WL talk, the usual, &apos;who do you ship?&apos; &apos;are they as old as your parents?&apos; &apos;who&apos;s your fav?&apos;, you get the jist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time crept on and we had to leave to go get ready for the show. We got to the store at just gone six thinking we&apos;d be early enough, but no there was already a queue. We were joined by zombiekitty and her mam and all stood waiting to be let in, passing the time by photo taking and general squeeing.&lt;br /&gt;When we got in there we took up pretty much the entire thrid row center. We sat around, i remember having a conversation with isky and nutella about &apos;wouldn&apos;t it be cool if you went into the gents and got stook between Greg on oneside and Steve on the other?&apos;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Then news came down the line that Josie had been spotted going backstage, and the was the &apos;why didn;t you tell us&apos; &apos;omg this is real&apos; bit. Then Steve was spotted and there was general &apos;Steve&apos; squeeing. Then Greg appeared and all of a sudden reality started to hit, We were going to see Greg!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then Greg came out again and headed for the bar, so those of us with stalkerish tendencies (i won;t name names, but u know who u are!!) all suddenly decided we need a drink, so off we all stumbled, to the end of the bar to watch Greg buy drinks from a distance, but there was actually a space next to him, which is where annabel and myself decided we were going to go to buy our drinks.... Well we provided amusement for the girl behind the bar who was laughing at us going, &apos;OMG it&apos;s greg&apos; &apos;oh wow his voice is so sexy&apos; that type of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the wait was fairly uneventful from what i remember.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they started, the lineup was Andy Smart, Steve Frost, Josie Lawrence, Greg Proops, Neil Mullarkey and Steve Edis on keyboard. They came on to raptorous applause, Greg tripping and making a huge show of it, of course. I&apos;ll try and remember what they were wearing, Josie was in a very nice white top, i want to say steve was in black? Andy was in a grey t-shirt, Neil was in like a&amp;nbsp;stripey shirt, and Greg wore&amp;nbsp;blue striped shirt. They made us practice shouting stuff out for ideas and then they started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first game was Story Telling. They all lined up and had to tell a story while Steve Edis pointed. The story was &apos;Rambo and the Vegetable Peeler&apos; which later became a vegetable peeler of death. We had to shout &apos;Die&apos; when one of them made a mistake or took too long to continue. Greg was first out, someone shouted &apos;die&apos; everyone protested, Greg flipped them off and everyone agreed he should continue, which he did but fluffed his next words so everyone yelled &apos;die&apos;. I don;t remember the order that they came off in but I do remember Josie won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they played Freeze Tag, Josie and Greg started. Greg had to be doing push ups and Josie had to stand on one leg. There was lots of changes and I didn;t write them all down, but the most noticable ones were, the begining Josie&apos;s first lines were &apos; I haven;t been under you in the last 5 minutes&apos;. Then later on Greg ended up grinding into Andy for ages and ages. At one point Neil went &apos;Meow&apos; and he couldn;t work out why people were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then played a game where Steve went out and we had to come up with an obscure job for him to guess. His job was&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Raking the beach at the beach volleyball at the Beijing olympics, using the Dali Lamas durable concrete socks (the dali lama bit was nutella&apos;s suggestion)&lt;br /&gt;Someone did suggest the man who dyes Steve Frost&apos;s eyebrows but according to Neil? that&apos;s their natural colour.&lt;br /&gt;It started out Andy and Steve were hula hooping, i gotta say Andy has some wonderful hip action there, but i fantasise. Andy and the others had to give Steve clues for him to try and guess what he did. It was very funny at the begininning Andy had said he won;t just come on stage and shout out anything, but invariabley he ended up doing. Bless him he did really well but couldn&apos;t get the fact that they were &apos;durable&apos; concrete socks and they wouldn;t let him go, and he desperately needed the bathroom. Eventually Neil &apos;rang up&apos; and told him and off Steve toddled to the gents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Andy and Neil played a game where Neil had to translate what Andy was meant to be saying. Andy had to fake the language Mawi, and they talked about Poi and Hackers. I don;t really have any notes for this game and I can;t remember much about it, so i&apos;ll move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg and Josie came out and did Film, Theatre Styles. They asked for a relationship to act out, one suggestion was gynacologist, which Josie went off into a little rant on and Greg made a comment about some &apos;latent anger issues&apos;. They eventually decided to be a Taxi driver and a fare. Josie drove the taxi and Greg wanted to go to lie-chester square (that&apos;s how he pronounced it). Neil got suggestions from the audience for different styles. The first was musical so they both sang, there was a joke in there from Josie about Greg&apos;s &apos;nelson;s column&apos; but I don;t remember the context. Then they did Opera which was just brilliant. Those two are fab together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Other styles they did were horror (Greg&apos;s voice was great in that), farce school play, western in which Josie cracked Greg up by &apos;whoaing&apos; the taxi pretending it was driven by horses, they did&amp;nbsp; Mime,Greg pretended to get his dick out then martial arts film, so Josie pretended to grab it twist it etc. They then did Film Noir of which Greg&apos;s first lines were &apos;She broke my penis like it was trying to break into her house&apos;. They finished on Alan Bennett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the interval and then came back and did the longest game of the evening. They asked for type of book, they took my suggestion of a murder-mystery (yay) and then a title which was &apos;George - Oh No&apos;. Neil narrated and occasionally they had to sing songs. They were on the island of Capri and Josie was there with her best friend Andy (as a woman). Andy got killed and had Campari and Oranges split on him. Greg was an american staying at the hotel who liked going down on Josie. Andy came back as the hotel manager and Steve was the detective.&lt;br /&gt;There was a fabulous bit where Josie was sat waiting for Steve to interview her and Greg got on his knees between her legs. She then told him to go, which he did, but she called him back and mimed that he had something on his mouth. Greg then proceeded to cough and choke, he went off stage, then came back on and coughed up a &apos;hairball&apos;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Steve then interviewed Andy as the hotel manager, Andy had affected this swful accent and he kept trying to sing but Steve kept breaking things, his pencil, his pen, the typewriter, etc so Andy could only get out one line everytime &apos;It was three days ago&apos;. When he did manage to continue, everyone sang his first line with him.&lt;br /&gt;It eventually turned out that Greg had done the murder, though I can;t remember why, something to do with Josie, and he was arrested by Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg and Neil then played a game where we had to give them different emotions. The scene was they were Oscillote Farmers. Andy called for new emotions. The first one was lust and they ended up in a fabulous backward hug. Then they did &apos;mildly disgruntled&apos; and some others I can;t remember. At anxiety Greg started to make these strange little squeaky noises so it was decided he&apos;d swallowed one of the Oscillotes. They changed to flabbergasted and Greg &apos;picked up&apos; a feather and fell on the floor, only about two people in the audience intitially got that he had &apos;knocked himself down with a feather&apos;. They then switched to self doubt, and Greg wasn;t sure he had the confidence to get up off the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final game was a cross between interview and three headed broadway star. Josie was interviewing Neil, Steve and Andy, who were all the same person, on Cat&apos;s throwing Javelins. The boys could only say one word each and then they had to sing a little song the same way. Again I haven&apos;t got many notes for this, if i recall I was too busy watching Greg sat on the side laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finihsed the show and we stood around and debated whether or not to hang around for pics n stuff, we did (how could we not?). Greg came out and was immeadiately flocked but he was absolutley lovely and gave autographs and pictures to everyone. Then Neil came out and Josie and Andy and again they all very kindly paused for pictures and autographs. Unfortunately Steve vanished before anyone could nab him, but oh well next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went for a snack cos sess wasn;t feeling to well, and then we had to drop Liketo back at the coach station. Indy started telling us fabulous stories about Brad in a red silk dress and Ryan&amp;nbsp; and i seem to remember food was involved. The Indy and I started a ry/col story about Colin being wet (pauses to wipe drool off keypad)&lt;br /&gt;We said sadly goodbye to liketo and headed back across London to the hostel. We ended up stood on the tube station platform singing and dancing to &apos;Clip Clop Bang Bang&apos;, until i saw a mouse and screamed and leapt on Indy&apos;s foot (still real sorry bout that babe)&lt;br /&gt;We got back to the digs and we had to say goodbye to asta.&lt;br /&gt;We went in and had just got showered (luckily) and started getting ready for bed when the fire alarm went off!!!!!! So we all kinda stood for a few minutes and pondered before throwing on clothes and grabbing cameras, and autographs and heading downstairs. This was about quarter to one in the morning and it was throwing it down, we&apos;d been stood out about ten fifteen minutes and they were still evacuating the place. The fire brigade appeared and we entertained ourselves singing Irish Drinking Songs and coming up with the fabulous image, wouldn;t it be funny if Greg appeared in his boxers&amp;nbsp; with Steve Frost with a sheet wrapped round him?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;And that is where I shall end it. It was a fabulous day and I met some wonderful people, who I hope i can spend time with again. Love to y&apos;all xxxxxxxx&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 19:15:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>An ickle Vid I Made - my first one :-)</title>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to present you all with my first Vid :-)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;It came about after an insane converstion with Annabel, that i don;t remember but this is the result :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I&apos;ll dedicate it to my bestes hun, for all her love recently and for suffering through me whinging about my probs recently :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athenamsp xxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;(Depending on how my muse feels,&amp;nbsp;it MAY be a trailer to something more ;-) )&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <lj:music>NCIS Series 2</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 19:21:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Check It Out!!!!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out our new Whose Line website,&amp;nbsp;all about our favourite boys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We have bios, a place to chat to your friends and most importantly fan fiction&amp;nbsp; :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.scenesofwhoseline.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;98&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/athenamsp/pic/0003z92g/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Athenamsp xxxxx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 10:54:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I got Tagged :-)</title>
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  <description>So I got tagged by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_captanonymus&apos; lj:user=&apos;captanonymus&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://captanonymus.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://captanonymus.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;captanonymus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_liketostopthen&apos; lj:user=&apos;liketostopthen&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://liketostopthen.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://liketostopthen.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;liketostopthen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankies ladies, my answers are under the cut.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be tagging &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_nikiwlkr&apos; lj:user=&apos;nikiwlkr&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://nikiwlkr.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://nikiwlkr.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;nikiwlkr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_iskytheisk&apos; lj:user=&apos;iskytheisk&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://iskytheisk.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://iskytheisk.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;iskytheisk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_whiskyandcoke&apos; lj:user=&apos;whiskyandcoke&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://whiskyandcoke.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://whiskyandcoke.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;whiskyandcoke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_luc666xx&apos; lj:user=&apos;luc666xx&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://luc666xx.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://luc666xx.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;luc666xx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_manwathiel_x&apos; lj:user=&apos;manwathiel_x&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://manwathiel-x.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://manwathiel-x.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;manwathiel_x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Answers this way .........&quot;&gt;Answers this way........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div text=&quot;answers this way....&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.How has LJ changed your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have met some lovely people on LJ who I am now happy to consider my friends.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What do you do before bedtime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Usually I&apos;m online chatting right before bed, but i also fall asleep watching dvd&apos;s so either or both.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Who do you admire?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I admire a lot of people for lots of reasons,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What is the city of your dreams and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have no idea, I love travelling and have moved around a lot in my life and get itchy feet if i stay in one place for too long, there&apos;s several places I would love to visit and possibly live and work for a while, i guess the main ones would be London, New York, LA and San Francisco (have visited SF and adore the place) and most recently I&apos;ve been introduced to some of the lovely cities of Canada which I now want to add to my list :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Are you an introvert or extrovert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It&apos;s dependent on my mood, but mainly extrovert&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wow, thats a tough one, I&apos;d have to say being loved by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Do you trust easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No, I&apos;ve been let down too many times by people, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Nothing, I&apos;d consider it my bad luck and get over them&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lots of things have, but i&apos;m getting over them and sorting it all out slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What is your best quality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I&apos;m very loyal to those I consider friends, and will always stand by them and stick up for them and be there for them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don&apos;t know, i struggle to write about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you see yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;erm......&amp;nbsp;loyal, friendly and most importantly honest.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My family and those i consider close friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well i was tagged by two people, but they both seem like lovely people and I&apos;m proud to call them my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Would you rather be in a happy marriage and poor or a bad marriage and rich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Happy marriage of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. How many children do you want to have, if any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I do want kids, but not yet, not for a long time, i got too much I want to do with my life. As for how many, I don;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. What&apos;s better to give or to receive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Giving definately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. I you had to choose between following your head or following your heart, which would you choose? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I&apos;m a very logical person so generally follow my head.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Do you like to watch thunderstorms or are you more likely to hide under the table from them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I love thunderstorms, and will quite often drive or walk out for better views&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. What were your parents going to name you if you&apos;d been born the opposite gender?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Oh, I do actually know this one, I was going to be called Graham&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <description>Dear Friends Who know me from&amp;nbsp;Wliia Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to personal reasons I have had to unfortunately leave the comm.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank everyone who has read and commented on my work, you have no idea how much i have appreciated your feedback and support with my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still be keeping my friends lists and if you would like to add me as a friend then please do so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to all my friends and I hope to keep in touch with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athenamsp xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx</description>
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  <title>Drew Carey Show Short Fics</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Just some&amp;nbsp;short little fics on the DCS. I took some inspiration from the quotes that Colinsgal listed over on Wliialove. Hope you don;t mind hun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re all real tame, no real pairings, if u haven&apos;t seen the series then&amp;nbsp;there may be spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Ramblings This Way ...............&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in. - Virginia Woolf&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Eugene walked into the Warsaw Tavern; he looked around for his date but couldn’t see him yet. He did however see Drew and his friends sat at their usual table. To kill time he wandered over to the group.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Hey Guys.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Drew looked round in surprise, “Huh? Eugene hey. Long time no see. How’s things?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Kate, Oswald and Lewis looked up from their beers to give grunts of greetings to Eugene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“I’ve been fine Drew, how are you and your friends?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Oh, you know how it is, same old same old.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Are you still at Winfred Louder?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Yep, what are you up to these days?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Well, work is very good and, well I’m here to meet a date.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“That’s great Eugene.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;An uncomfortable silence descended over the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Well it was good to see you all again.” Eugene said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Yeah you too Eugene, see you around huh?” Drew said before turning his attention back to his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Eugene walked to the bar, sat down and ordered a beer. He turned around on his stool to observe the tight knit group. He felt a pang of jealously sweep across him. No matter how much he tried, no matter how much he wanted he would always be here, on the outside looking in. He watched them as they all laughed at something Drew had said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;He sighed and checked his watch; he looked towards the door and checked his watch again. Well he was a little early, he was always early if he was coming to the Warsaw, just so he could try and spend time with the group at the table. Maybe one day they’d ask him to sit with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Eugene checked his watch again and took a mouthful of beer. He looked over at the group, just in time to see Drew and Kate smack Oswald round the head. Eugene winced for him, that had to hurt, he looked on as Oswald frowned and rubbed his sore head, Eugene noticed he physically moved a few inches away from the table and his friends, Eugene wondered if his withdrawal was just physical. He’d spoken to Oswald several times and always found him a sweet, kind loveable man with a childlike air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Eugene frowned as he watched a man walk over to the table and start to flirt with Kate, he watched as Kate simpered under his attention then blush bright red as Lewis said something obviously funny from Drew and Oswald’s reactions but embarrassing from Kate’s and the strangers reactions. The man walked quickly away. He felt sorry for Kate, she was a friendly, attractive woman who just didn’t know when to say no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Eugene smiled sweetly as Lewis looked in his direction, he received a shy yet genuine smile back, Eugene turned away slightly but still kept an eye on Lewis out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Lewis too kept glancing in his direction. Eugene couldn’t help the big smile and little patter of hope that rose within him. He liked Lewis, he liked Lewis a lot, sure to most he seemed weird and freaky and he figured most people would be intimidated by his height, but on the few occasions he’d spoken to him he’d found Lewis to be very intelligent and witty, not to mention his ass, Eugene had truly meant it when he said it was as cute as a cupcake. He sighed deeply as Lewis’s attention was taken away from him by Drew and Oswald elbowing him in the sides, Lewis took a final glance in Eugene’s direction before turning his full attention back to the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Eugene checked his watch, his date was supposed to arrive anytime. His attention was drawn once again to the intimate table. He sighed as he watched Drew’s boss, his old boss arrive, he’d heard the rumours that Mr Wick and Drew had married so Mr Wick could remain in the country. Eugene couldn’t understand why Drew would have done something like that just to get back a job he hated and to get over the love of his life sat beside him. Drew was a puzzle to Eugene, he was genuinely a nice, friendly guy but he never seemed to be able to get ahead in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Hi Eugene, you haven’t been waiting long have you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Eugene turned his attention to Mark, his date for the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Hi Mark, no I haven’t been waiting long.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Eugene blushed as Mark gave him a peck on the cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Ready to go?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;“Yes.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Mark held a hand out and helped Eugene down off the barstool, Eugene indicated for Mark to go first and he followed him towards the door. He couldn’t resist one last look back at the four people sat morosely in the corner, scowling into their beers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Maybe it was better to be sat on the barstool than at the table, Eugene decided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man&apos;s eyes&quot; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-STYLE: normal&quot;&gt;As You Like It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt; by William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Lewis winced as he shifted in his hospital bed and pulled the stitches in his thigh. The damn hospital beds were too narrow, the drugs he was on weren’t strong enough and the room was unfamiliar and hospitally. Lewis sighed and shifted again, course he wouldn’t have been here if Drew hadn’t have shot him. He knew it wasn’t really Drew’s fault but he was convenient to blame at the moment, he was the one running round his house at the dead of night with a gun because his girlfriend had threatened him. Course he wouldn’t have been in Drew’s basement if it hadn’t have been for Oswald and his new girlfriend wanting ‘alone time’. They were as much to blame as what Drew was.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;He fidgeted around trying to find a comfortable position but gave up. His mind raced, Stupid Drew, Stupid Oswald, Stupid Colleen, and Stupid Kate.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘Oswald and I are in a relationship we need a little alone time’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘Must be rough for you, now everyone has a girlfriend but you’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘I made up Kathy so you’d have more time to spend alone with Colleen’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘Cos, everybody had a girlfriend but him’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘I didn’t want anybody feeling sorry for me’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘No one expects you to have a girlfriend…’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘Well I don’t want to be a third wheel…..’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Therein lay the problem, he was a third wheel, he was always a third wheel. Drew had endless amounts of relationships, he’d been married and had the marriage annulled, he’d moved in with Lisa, been engaged to Nicki and Kate and then married both of them. Then of course he’d married Mr Wick. Oswald had been engaged and almost married Kate and now he had Colleen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;What did he have? he was 40 years old, he’d never been married, engaged, he’d never even lived with a woman, hell he’d never even had a real steady girlfriend. Had he ever even been in love? No, that was an easy answer, how can you be in love when no relationship had lasted more than two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;So he’d tried to remove himself from the equation, everyone had dates except him so he’d disappeared, he didn’t want everyone looking at him with pity. So he’d hidden in Drew’s basement and made&amp;nbsp;up a girlfriend so no one felt sorry for him. Boy that had backfired, instead Drew had shot him and his friends now knew he didn’t have a girlfriend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘Must be rough for you, now everyone has a girlfriend but you’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘Cos, everybody had a girlfriend but him’&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;‘No one expects you to have a girlfriend…’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘I didn’t want anybody feeling sorry for me’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Only now they did, Drew had sat spoon feeding him Jell-O, Kate had kissed his head and brought him flowers, Oswald, well Oswald was right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘No one expects you to have a girlfriend…’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;It was true, they all expected Drew to have a girlfriend or Oswald, or for Kate to have boyfriend, even Steve had Mimi. And who did Lewis have no one, nothing, he was destined to spend his life alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Lewis winced as he shifted in his hospital bed and pulled the stitches in his thigh, he sighed deeply, when had he become so bitter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Love is only a dirty trick played on us to achieve continuation of the species. - W. Somerset Maugham&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Drew sat on the park bench and thought about what he’d just done. He’d married Mr Wick, was he nuts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;‘No,’ his mind tried to rationalise, ‘you’d just broken up with Kate and you’re doing a favour for a friend.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Kate, god how he missed Kate, he’d waited for her for years, having to go through the agony of watching her date man after man. Then she’d almost married Oswald, that had nearly killed him, knowing that he was in love with her yet she was about to marry one of his best friends. When Kate had finally admitted her feelings for him, he’d thought all his Christmas’s had come at once. Kate loved him! Kate O’Brien loved him, Drew Carey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;He’d been so happy, he’d had everything he could have ever wanted, for the first time in his life things had been going his way, so of course something had had to come along and screw it all up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;It had all started with Kate thinking she was pregnant. That was brilliant, Drew wanted kids, lots of them and what was even better they would be Kate’s kids too. Him and Kate had created something wonderful together, Then came the heart breaking truth that it had been a false alarm, there was no baby and there never would be. Kate didn’t want children, ever, But Drew did and neither was willing to shift on what they wanted. So after many tears they had parted and then Mr Wick had come along and caught him in his moment of weakness, at his lowest point and he’d caved and agreed to the green card wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt&quot;&gt;Part of him had to wonder what had he been thinking. Ok so Mr Wick was offering him his job back but that hadn’t been the deciding factor. As Mr Wick had asked him again to help him out and marry him to stay in the country, Drew’s had said yes out of fear. He’d had so many relationships go wrong and he wasn’t getting any younger, He didn’t want to be alone. So as Lewis had tied his tie and Oswald had helped him into his jacket and Mr Wick had fussed around, his thoughts had been. At least I won’t be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-STYLE: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <title>My First Post :-)</title>
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  <description>So, I&apos;m posting for the first time to my personal LJ.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think todays quite a good day for&amp;nbsp;doing this, I&apos;ve been in a very strange mood this last couple of days. My attention span is shot to hell, I&apos;m surprised I managed to keep on long enough to do this :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit detached from everything, I can&apos;t seem to put my mind to owt. I try and write and can only manage a sentence or two, I try and icon and can&apos;t be bothered to think about how I hwant the pic to look. I tried vidding and got fed up. I tried watching tv and&amp;nbsp;couldn;t work out&amp;nbsp;what the&amp;nbsp;hell I was&amp;nbsp;watching and what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here&apos;s to hoping for a better day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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