OH NO!

I bent it like Beckham.

Total disaster!

Going Postal (re my Postal Situation)

For the last couple of days, we've been getting the mail for another place.

See, I live in unit 8, street number 6. It's a block of flats. Common. But instead of my normal letters addressed to "8/6 Fake St" we've been getting all mail addressed to "8 Fake St" (Jobe, you live on Fake st? I'm going to stalk you). 8 Fake St is also a block of flats (Jobe, you're giving away too much information, I want it to be a thrill of the chase!) so we're getting a shitload of mail.

It appears that the following has happened:
- We have a new postie.
- New postie is unaware of how letters are addressed.
- New postie is unaware of what units are.

I think this guy may have something to do with it.

This Place Looks Shit

I was walking past a cafe today and outside there was a chick walking with a blind guy.

She said "hmmm, this place looks okay. Want to go in and have a look?"

I'm sure there's nothing more that he wanted than that.