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My weekend in figures:
- Duration of weekend (days): 4
- Consecutive times the neighbours played Baddiel and Skinner's 3 Lions after England lost to Brazil: too many
- I love you's uttered by Spencer-obsessed housemate as I told her I had taped his eviction from the Big Brother house: 12
- Minutes spent trying to come up with the perfect text message to be sent to current lust interest, showing that I'm interested yet retaining an aloof attitude about it: 54
- Replies received to aforementioned txt msg as of today: 0 (I must have gone too heavily on the aloofness)
- Drinks: losht countttttttt
- Hours spent playing around at Looplabs: 1.5
- Contact lenses dropped and lost on Royal Vauxhall Tavern dancefloor: 1
- People I did not say hallo to at the Royal Vauxhall Tavern due to loss of contact lens: unknown
- 80's songs which lyrics I knew by heart at Kazbar's Gay School Disco: all, sadly
- Times I got to listen to S Club 7's Don't Stop Movin' in bars, shops, the radio and, uhm, my MD player: 16 (major improvement)