little milan in all grown up and eighteen. rumour has it samuel bought him two square metres of polar-fleece.
prior to milans b-day celebrations i spent a few hours chillin with me grandmother. she hates fatty almost as much as i do. but not nearly as much as she despises my aunt and cousins.
in other news i saw perhaps one of the most crowd-popular busking performances i've ever seen, it also helps that they were on the same corner as the guy who listens to his ipod and sings along into a microphone.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
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Funny you should mention that particular busking act... we just got an email saying we are too loud and we block pedestrians too much. Just as we were doing really really well. That karaoke guy is so much more disturbing than us.
Off to Southbank now as a result, what a fucking pain.
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