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Bye Bye Boys!

Err, no not a vow to celibacy!

This time tomorrow I will have no tonsils! They will winging their way to the catchily titled National Anonymous Tonsil Archive (a secret scam to see how many of us have varient CJD). I will lying in the Luton and Dunstable Hospital, hopefully drugged up to the eyeballs.

Despite knowing that it will be good in the end, despite knowing that two weeks of watching DVDs awaits, I still can't quite muster up a sense of willing about this. I'm just a bit scared.

SO, if praying is your thing, then pray, if your gift is bringing ice cream, bring it abundantly, to those who flumph pillows do so with great joy, and to those who enjoy talking, well.. give me just a couple of days.

We'll let you know how it goes.

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