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Ho hum pig's bum. I am so bored and yet I know I have a million year's worth of work to do. Isn't that always the case. Anyway, a major playa hata known as Punxsutawney Phil (what the phuck?), the groundhog, has predicted that we have six more fucking weeks of winter because the selfish asshole saw his shadow this morning. Phuck you Phil, I don't need this shit! But in six weeks we'll be skipping off to March break anyway, so I guess I don't care too much.

To keep your mind off these sad times, here's Take That with a lovely new song while they stumble around like lost old men on rocky outcroppings, dragging along microphones, looking for Glastonbury, probably. Don't worry, Take That, you may actually be over the hill, but I feel like an old person sometimes too... you know, like people in their horrific fourties. It tends to happen especially when I listen to Bedtime Magic (it's not what you think it is) on 106.7.

Anymidlifecrisis, is it weird that I think Mark Owen is REALLY attractive? I mean, more attractive than Colin Farrell and Westlife put together even. There's a very good chance that Mark Owen is twice my age and I'd Wikipedia that, but I'm too lazy.

Here's the attractive bugger.