
/// THIS PAGE IS CURRENTLY UNDERGOING DEVELOPMENT WORK. PLEASE READ ALTERNATIVE PROFILES\\\

Before I begin, I hope you like the new DLR theme to this profile. I know Ive done it before but I felt that with the imminent opening of the Woolwich Arsenal extenstion, and because I will probably use it quite often to travel back and forth to work, I may aswell have it sitting cross-legged on my profile once again! If your lucky you may also find a wobbling MiniJay sitting on the floor of a Woolwich Arsenal-bound train not knowing who or where he is, returning home from a night out in Central London... however, if this does occur, please, no pictures. Well good afternoon to you all, this afternoon I have been cooking breakfast for myself (had a lie in!) and operating the washing machine, but inbetween these dangerous procedures, I must say that even I got lost when I attempted to read my own profile. As a result of this, I have made a wonderful decision that a dramatic transformation is required, much like that of Robin Williams into Mrs Doubtfire. Expect lots of complaining and sparkle... as we all know that is what MiniJay does best. I am however capable of Intelligent conversations, but we don’t like to indulge into such delicacies because personally I find them quite boring, which is why myself and extremely intelligent people rarely get on, because they simply aren’t travelling in the same carriage as me, or, in other words, we have jack-sh!t in common!! I like to keep a healthy balance of normal friends (of which there are a handful), psychotic friends, of which I have 1 (Mairi, you bitch xx), innocent friends (this one goes out to you Louis!!)... although, deep down I know he isn’t as innocent as a toffee apple on a stall, because, if he were to be an item for sale, he would indeed be an item in a Sex Shop in Soho promising immense pleasure from the flick of a switch. As well as these, I like to have the rest of my friends as people who live for today, who has time for saving? Who has time to not buy that £150 iPod even though you already have 2, just because you have a phone bill coming next week? Let them cut off di bloodclart phone!! At least you’ll have an iPod, and at the end of the day, you cannot may not and will not be on the iPod and the phone at any one time, trust me, I’ve tried it and it doesn’t work. You end up singing Lady Saw- Pretty Pussy down the phone to your mum... not a good look. Anyways you sexy people, I will slowly add more of my crap to this page for all your reading pleasures. In the mean time... you seem to be slacking with the pic comments. WHAT IS THIS!!!

