Apologies for the lack of constant updates on my behalf of late, I've been working too many hours for one man in such a short period of time. Basicallly it was stock take time at work, but your regular...non-hassle-tear-your-face-off-beat-a-midget-to-death stocktakes are alien to the company I work for. No. They have some bone-you-up-the-arse-for-33-hours-in-a-42-hour-period style extravaganza stocktake.
And it's either do it or be fired. And I'd rarther not be fired to be honest.
Employment law has no meaning where I work, but where I work is much much much better than most places I've been before. So I can put up with alot.
Anyway, ugh. I can barely see now but yes I'm finally finished with work and have a day off tomorrow! Woo! Etc!
Fallout from meeting Matt Bellamy has continued, my personal fucking hero as he is ment quite alot to me. To others, well it just means they should have gone.
Though I don't hold celebs in too high a regard, I just think of them (including those who I admire) as regular people who can do some pretty spectacular things. So it's not too big a deal for me. Though with some of my friends I think the bible actually predicts some of their reactions to meeting celebs...."the ground shall shake and the nonsense one shall foul their undergarments and cry uncontrollably".
Anyway, they all suck for leaving me on my own. And by god do they wish they never did.
To be honest, I prefered being on my own for that concert.
Anyway. The bestest person ever is Daisy. She is. Cause I said so. Her poor lil cute doggie died over the weekend (poor thing, I liked him) so leave some sympathy her way.
But other than that, she rocks so leave some...er...rock-tast...tic things..umm...I dunno. I <3 her anyway.
Oh and if you ever wanted to see Batgirl drunk off her cute lil bum, then Sky has you sorted.
It's strange being back on here. I must admit I'm only here for some friends and nothing else. I won't reiterate my past dealings with this site for the uninitiated, but....nah let's not get into it.
So anyway, tell me things...or else.
THINGS OF INTEREST!!!
And it's either do it or be fired. And I'd rarther not be fired to be honest.
Employment law has no meaning where I work, but where I work is much much much better than most places I've been before. So I can put up with alot.
Anyway, ugh. I can barely see now but yes I'm finally finished with work and have a day off tomorrow! Woo! Etc!
Fallout from meeting Matt Bellamy has continued, my personal fucking hero as he is ment quite alot to me. To others, well it just means they should have gone.
Though I don't hold celebs in too high a regard, I just think of them (including those who I admire) as regular people who can do some pretty spectacular things. So it's not too big a deal for me. Though with some of my friends I think the bible actually predicts some of their reactions to meeting celebs...."the ground shall shake and the nonsense one shall foul their undergarments and cry uncontrollably".
Anyway, they all suck for leaving me on my own. And by god do they wish they never did.
To be honest, I prefered being on my own for that concert.
Anyway. The bestest person ever is Daisy. She is. Cause I said so. Her poor lil cute doggie died over the weekend (poor thing, I liked him) so leave some sympathy her way.
But other than that, she rocks so leave some...er...rock-tast...tic things..umm...I dunno. I <3 her anyway.
Oh and if you ever wanted to see Batgirl drunk off her cute lil bum, then Sky has you sorted.
It's strange being back on here. I must admit I'm only here for some friends and nothing else. I won't reiterate my past dealings with this site for the uninitiated, but....nah let's not get into it.
So anyway, tell me things...or else.
THINGS OF INTEREST!!!
cosmia:
Hush, don't get yourself banned! 