You know what to do! Cmon this is an easy one!

So the quiz continues! And yes it will back date for a little while. So if you see that elusive Mo on someone, come back and reply!!!

A new competition for Movember…Be the first to guess who’s mo this is and get a free white knight! Get it wrong and I brand you a n00b for life.

Recently I was purging my life of memories and thought I would share some tips with you. Don’t film yourself looking at old photos because it’s both creepy and depressing. Next, don’t show new lovers old photos of old lovers and say how cute they looked in that particular dress. Another handy hint is to make sure you open plenty of windows when burning things, smoke inhalation is dangerous. Actually, ignore the first 2 suggestions and just take heed of the third, it’s the most important and most true.

To follow on from yesterday, I shaved my head again. I mean, I’ve done this before, but this time i couldnt find a mirror. I have no idea whether I chunks missing out of my head or “trendy” clumps of hair sticking out in weird places. I don’t want to be trendy, or do I? I want to be able to ironically wear jogging when I exercise, but secretly want to wear them cause they are less restrictive than other shorts. Does that make me trendy? I hope not. Lessons for today- buy a mirror, jogging shorts are teh coolz and don’t shave your hair whilst listening to At The Drive In’s amazing final record- Relationship Of Command.

It’s the half way mark of Movember! If you haven’t donated some money, plz do! Don’t give money to these imposters who are growing moustaches cause it’s cool. Those people annoying me exponentially. One thing I realised is that you can make your moustache seem more awesome by shaving your head. Currently the hair on my head is much shorter than my facial hair and therefore makes it seem more adequate and substantial. So do yourself a flavour and shave yr ‘ed. Also on a strange side note, the movie Anchorman uses the “pants” a staggering 11 times. That has to be some kind of record for a non pants-based movie.

Last night I woke up with frogs all over me. FROGS! It was mental. Completely. I freaked out, as you do. After waking up I shook them all off and went back to bed. I woke up an hour later with frogs ALL OVER ME!! This time I jumped out of bed and ran around like I was on fire, screaming THE FROGS THE FROGS GET THE FROGS OFF ME!!!!!!!!!!! OH NOES!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE FROGS!!!!!!!!AARRRGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!. I decided to go to the bathroom to make sure all the frogs were off and calm my nerves. I came back to my room and turned on the lights, I checked everywhere for the frogs, but they all hid. Then I went back to bed. I woke up again only to realise that the frog ATTACKS made me jump out of bed so fast I pinched a nerve in my neck. For those who wear helmets on a daily basis, please be aware that pinched nerves in your neck cause EXCRUCIATING pain when wearing a helmet. I rode to work with my head on a 45 degree angle, I kid you not. I had Mexican food for dinner, guess what nationality is copping the blame for all this??

I have come to the realisation that I am allergic to chocolate. Yeah. It’s like telling a heroin junky that he is allergic to the heroin that he loves so much. This is pretty crazy news, especially for me- the guy who needs atleast 500 grams of sugar to get through the day unscathed. Now I have to diminish my White Knight habit, which is probably the hardest part. We had some good times together, and I can honestly say that you, White Knight, are among a handful of people I would trust with my life or let use my new fanta yo-yo. So if you receive chocolate in the mail, consider it a great gift, and cherish it with you life (or yo-yo, depending on what you value more).

I had a dilemma that other day. Something that pierced the essence of my being and made me question everything that I have ever known and believed it. I was in the supermarket and wanted to buy some biscuits, but what ones? I then discovered that I wasn’t sure whether Kingstons or Monte Carlos were better!!!!!!!!!!!!11!11 I was dumbfounded. Where could I turn? Who would help me realise what I really wanted?

I’ve always fallen fast with too much trust in the promising that
“no one’s ever been here, so you can quell those wet fears.”
And I want purity, i must have it here right now.
But don’t you get me started now.Oh don’t you get me started now, don’t you get me, don’t you get me.