livion

Greeting lovelies.

I will start off by saying... FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKETY FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKIT!

Someone stole my mojo. My car went into the garage over 6 weeks ago for a standard repair job. Gearbox doodas. A week ago, I was told the clutch need repairs. $$$ Great. Replace it. Today I get a call from the garage. The gearbox I BOUGHT to replace the old one, doesn't fit, I need to get another one. Let's not even get into that, moving along swiftly.

So for the last 6 weeks I have been depending on friends and family to get around. The other day while driving with a friend, we blew the front tyre on the car. Great. So on the way back home, after putting on the spare, the back tyre got ripped to shreds in an unrelated event. I catch a lift with another friend of mine, who promptly seizes his engine.

I am going European and buy a bicycle. With a little basket. And a bell.

And to all my SA friends, run for the hills! Stay away from me till everything stops fucking around. And that will also explain why I have been so scarce.

I have to go, before my computer monitor blows up in face in a demonic outburst.