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Grab another new track ‘Onemanwolfpack’ with this week’s issue of Rock Sound Magazine! Somebody already ripped it off the CD, so repost and enjoy x
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Found out I had guest list for Gym Class Heroes tonight. Not feeling much better and so I really shouldn’t go out. Hate letting people down and making the site possibly look bad. I can only apologise and hate my shitty gut.
Oh, and I was given a plus one for the show dammit.
So after a brilliant weekend with my girlfriend, consisting of taking a picture of everything at the Doctor Who Experience and very briefly flying the tardis, shopping round Westfield, having a brilliant posh dinner in and cuddling watching Heroes/films, I’m lying in bed being ill.
I didn’t catch the cold that my beautiful lady has. Nope, not at all. We did eat a bit of crap this weekend I guess. Not loads, but not a little either. Still, it was a while ago so I don’t get why it was only this morning at 7am that my IBS started to kick in.
I was half asleep for the majority of this morning and was woken up by my doctors. ‘You have an appointment this afternoon, yes?’ they said, as I was meeting up with my doctor later to discuss how my IBS has been and of course, I was going to discuss today ‘Well she’s off sick. Can we reschedule’ Sods law, right?
It seems so ironic that doctors can be ill. Yes, they’re only human, but still. Is there some kind of super doctor who looks after doctors?
I also thought my landlady had entered our flat without warning, as she seems to do too often. I then thought i heard her coming into my room. I tried moving but I was froze, and then I guess that’s when I woke up as a turned over. Weirdest dream ever. It felt like she had sat on my bed next to me, it was scary purely due to invasion of privacy.
Watching Firefly and sorting some little bits and pieces out whilst delicately moving about as to not upset my stomach. Monday is Sainsbury’s day though, so I have to venture out soon to get food. I should upload my Who photos somewhere actually…
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Hey, Who Ripped Open a Hole in the Universe?
This eerie patch of blackness in the middle of a busy star cluster may look like a rather misshapen black hole, but it’s actually something even stranger. It’s also quite possibly the loneliest, darkest, coldest place in the entire cosmos.
This is Barnard 68, and it’s what’s known as a dark molecular cloud. Basically, the dust and gas that makes up Barnard 68 is so tightly packed together that it blocks out all the light behind it. The result might look like some alien civilization tore apart the fabric of the universe and opening up a gateway to the howling void, but thankfully - or unfortunately, I guess, depending on how you feel about the howling void - it’s just gas. Make that a lot of gas.
Here’s some additional info on this particular patch of darkness:
Imagine the mythology of an alien race with something like that in their sky!
