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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

21st August 2007

It looks like now its very likely (though not 100%), that I could be interviewed by Sussex Oakleaf at September at the latest, for the housing support place in Burgess Hill. Which is good news. With me moving in if the move goes well by October. Something which is great news for myself. I managed to see Brighton win a game live properly (apart from the penalty win against Millwall at The Den in November 2006 and the pre season friendlys against Worthing and Crawley) for the first time since that wonderful win against Leeds in January 2006. By witnessing the Albion beat Northampton Town 2-1. Plus I took part in the large Brighton water fight at Preston Park, battling it out for the reds in a defensive role. Though had to leave early, but donated the large water gun to the Reds hoping it would be useful when they went in for the kill against the Blues.

The last few days I have hosted some fine evening partys. To cheer the neighbours up about the depressing weather, hosting music ranging from 60's Funk and Motown to the 90's KLF and present day Dance. The most regular guests being Jo Tsai-Sai, Jason Lightbody, and David Niblett. The BBQ at my place still went ahead, allbeit in a open garage, with some shelter nearby. Was fun despite the weather.

I will be attending Mr McCarthys BBQ on Sunday I fondly look forward to it. As you may notice I have started off a fashion section showing the different outfits I wear throughout the year and will cater for all types of people hopefully, will be more pics in the next few weeks.

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Wednesday, August 15, 2007

15th August 2007

Not too much excitement has happened in the world of Mr Ball recently due to a lack of pocket of money. There has been no other bizarre dreams whatsoever. Very exciting eh. I have been focusing on beefing up the Save Eastbourne Tennis campaign, getting in touch with the Eastbourne Herald and BBC SCR for some interviews will be contacting other forms of media. Meanwhile congratulations on my brother becoming a fully qualified footy coach gaining mentoring from the legendary George Parris of West Ham and Albion fame.

Meanwhile everyone is invited to Strike Towers on Saturday evening for a BBQ and some drinks feel free to bring up your own alcohol for more infomation check out. http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=4181454061

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Monday, August 06, 2007

6th August 2007

If you are wandering why the movies and music have disapearred from Strike Factory its mostly because of a little revamp the site is currently going through. So it can be more sleek looking. Meanwhile not too much exciting has happened during the week mostly due to lack of funds. Though I managed to piece together some money for a return ticket to Brighton and some drinks on Saturday for Pride. It turned out to be a day that went horribly wrong. I arrived nice and early and was venturing around Preston Park by 11am, I then put on my sun tan lotion, though must have put too much on as just after midday in the lovely hot Sussex sunshine. My eyes started watering, as I walked up following the parade to Preston Park.

It was lovely witnessing some fine bandstands especially the bandstand with the people with large tennis rackets and footballs that said at the back of the float "Come And Play With Us." There were a nice mix of Strights, Gays, Bisexuals, Lesbians and Crossdressers (I was not dressed up.). By the time I got to the Wild Fruit Tent at 2pm, my eyes were watering like mad, I went to the first aid place in the park, but declined water being put into my eyes as can't stand stuff being put into my eyes, so I held out at the Wild Fruit Tent, managing to get a glimpse of Fatboy Slim performing. Though my eyes sadly got worse, and decided to head home early as did not find anyone I knew, and felt resting myself and the eyes would be a better idea. I ended up waiting for about half an hour for a train, with people that walked past me thinking I was either on drugs or suffering from a bad dose of hay fever.

I spent the rest of the weekend relaxing or going out for walks. luckily my eyes got better going from strong pinky red to white by Monday morning.I have learn't a harsh lesson about sun tan lotion, don't put too much on and make sure none makes your eyes. 

Early this morning I had a dream about messing about with Andy Rumble on some night out along with Mrs Rumble, before ending up round his place sleeping on their sofa with them checking and looking very curious about my swollen eyes as if it was some kind of miracle. A bizarre dream in the very least.


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