I put ‘The Dom is back’ in my screenname the other day and too many people wondered where I’d gone, so what I meant is, I’m back in business people 
Yes, school, work, going to bed at reasonable (ur, ‘more reasonable’) times, homework, deadlines, gossip, shock gossip – you get the idea
Here’s a quick run down of the ups and downs of the last few days:
Thursday – Back to school! Yay!
Friday – Got my phone stolen on the way back home from school. 
Long story… he ended up giving us (I wasn’t alone) our SIM cards back, which is oddly considerate in a very sideways look at it. But he did say we had ‘fucking boring phonebooks’ which, given I have an entry called ‘Pingu’, I thought a bit unkind.
Saturday – Took Tasha to visit Birmingham and meet Andy (who has a l33t house) and then later Nic and Josie – who posed together when I abandoned them for a short period, of which Nic decided to invent wild explanations for. Tsst Nic. Tsst.
Sunday – Queen’s Park Day! No, not for fun – I volunteered and carried chairs \ put up fences \ had Mr. Birch pay for my lunch whilst wearing a sexay yellow shiny top thing that Important People wear.
Sorry for the brevity, though it’s probably a welcome relief. Maybe I should implement a voting system – if you’d like to hear more about Thursday, text THUR to… (and yes, you can still text me, I’m using my old phone.)
PS – Almost missed out on Brent Council’s Irony of the Week (TM) – handing out green ‘Recycle – it’s cool’ wristbands. In hundreds and hundreds of little individual plastics bags.
Shite. Was it that new Sony Erricson phone that was stolen? I hope not!
I have a bad experience with phones, first one was stolen by big boys on the bus, second one was nicked in school, third one packed up, fourth one is ok but i want one of those cheap phones that just does texting and that calling thing where you talk! Meh
Yes it was
But, y’know, at least I hadn’t paid for it out of my hard-earned cash. Your comments show what I’ve been explaining to other people not in our area or age group really – it just happens, to everyone, at some point.
I feel like I should have had something stolen by now living in NYC, but I haven’t
Oh my life. I want one of those wristbands Dom. Please. Obtain me one. And send it to my l33t house
Saturday?
Nice to be mentioned. Taa very much.
I’m not joking about the wristband.
I know, I’ve been asking around for your address!
hahahhaa . am also in in Nic’s storys.
cus your enver say any about us
*holds hands up*
Fair point, fair point…
yay thankyou!
Don’t worry Dominic it happens to every one. Lucky you got you sim back some people don’t. When are people going to grow up, they need to get a life and get a education. (those wanna be gangsters.)
mugged? that sucks man. Though im quite curious as to how you managed to get your sims back
anyway i spoke to sanna yesterday for the first time in a year at least an that reminded me about your site.
How are things, good i hope (except for the phone ofcourse)
speak to you soon
Rfn Jason Budd