#an gall

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I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that be-hatted douche that's been stalking me has been following this blog. Otherwise, he'd be a very poor stalker indeed. Don't think for a moment I haven't noticed your silence over the past month. Because I have. And now I think I have an explanation. I'm at my mother's in Laois and you'll never guess what she told me. There's been a strange man hanging around her estate for the past month. In a hat and a long, dark coat. I've tried trusting you, Gall. I have. But I don't care what your intentions towards me are, you WILL stay away from my family.

The next time I see you, you had better explain EVERYTHING. No cryptic bullshit, no running. Just tell me EXACTLY what is going on. Then you are getting out of my life. Understood? 

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A camera in my fencing mask

So, this happened last night while I was at my brother's http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1c3ODeqCFdw&feature=g-upl That envelope is still there with the words cut out, they're still stuck to my board with blu-tack, FUCKING BLU-TACK.

There were three photographs of myself and Taidgh, it looks like they were taken when we were investigating the river. I'll be posting the photos shortly. The "present" was a camera left in my fencing mask, it was still recording when I found it and there's roughly fourty hours of footage on it, it'll take me a while to go through it all, but if there's anything important I'll post it. 

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A lead.

Going through my lecture notes from a module I did back in first year.

I found a sentence mentioning the dead coming back to life and living on some island as sort of mouthless, mindless zombies. 

That's all it says, apparently I didn't see fit to make a note of the source our lecturer was using. I'm going to see if I can talk to her and get more information on these things. Or at least find out what the source is. 

Also I'm going to silently fume at my younger self for not citing properly.

Bastard. 

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Yes, I saw An Gall's attempt to stir the shit.

We shall be addressing the matter by the end of the week.

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And this is how we spent our Friday.