Around The Corner (Lies Trouble)

I tell you what, January is a pretty shit month. I am really dreading it as it approaches. I reckon I might go on a holiday just before the month arrives and skip across the international date line to Fiji or something where it’s February. I’ll come back here once January has passed.

I guess there’s nothing actually wrong with the month.

Trouble Lies There!

Trouble lied to me once. It said there would be no problems at all.

How wrong it was...

I don’t think I could ever love trouble again. All trust is gone.

Hi There!

Glovely weather we are having.

I’m simply mittens with this sensational weather.

News

From now on I'm only eating, wearing, fucking, befriending things that have been hermetically sealed for at least 4 hours.

Oh Shit!

According to the latest emails (I got it in an email today), Bank of America have suspended my online banking account due to {{suspected fraudulent activities}}.

I'm so scared and have no idea who to trust. I just want to reactivate my account by clicking the link and then I JUST WANT TO DIE.

An Open Letter

Is suspicious, if addressed to me.

There's Sponsorship, and then there's QUALITY

So I'm thinking of signing up to be a sponsor child. I think I'd be pretty good at it. Just chill out and wander around most of the day. Maybe go for a trip to the well for some water if I get bored.

I'd be great at sending out letters too. Instead of some crappy drawing or a few words scrawled on a dirt-stained piece of paper, I'd be turned out awesome shit. Maybe a novela even.

Obvious I'll command a higher price to sponsor, but I reckon it'd be worth it for what you get. And what's $20 a day? That's like... a cup of coffee.

Ey.... What's Goin' On?

So apparently one of my housemates was coming home and making a big dinner for some of us.

It's getting pretty fucking late and it takes like an hour to make it.

Should I just eat without them?

This is a dilemma. <--the very definition of. I don't envy Jobe right now (as opposed to normal)

And it turns, turns, turns

Lately I've been trying to turn gays. Well... sort of. But instead of showing the lesbian chicks how awesome being with a guy is, I've been showing them how bad it is. Really, if there is that element of doubt in their head to begin with then I don't want them.

While it has been hard work, I do have to admit that it was more fun than the time I turned Japanese.

Post-Cool

Out: Degustation menus
In: Ordering one of everything on the menu. Including sides. Fun fun fun.