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Everythings ok. No news is good news. My new haircut is growing in pleasingly, I've found a job I really want and might stand a chance of getting and I've just had a text that says "fancy a snog?". I'm not really sure where you go from there. I find it oddly appealing in its unsubtlety but I've run out of credit so I'll leave dealing with it for another day. I did a load more gardening today, the bulbs are coming up but not yet flowering, echinops and hollyhocks are in bigger pots and I planted honesty, poppy, squash and pumpkin seeds. Whoop whoop.