...Still no 'puter, the place round the corner that does the repairs dosn't exactly keep regular hours. Suppose if your self employed you can please yourself. Only means that any time I've been off, the shop hasn't been open. I'll get it fixed yet.
Tried last week to post a blog but it wasn't accepted, I thought it was me using the works 'puter and getting knocked back because of that but from reading other blogs, it looks as though blogger was down - not responsible, honest.
Back on eBay - bad mistake, waiting on the next 5 episodes of Lost , me and several others who are hooked.
Had the dug up at DM lodge - managed to tear my gastronaemius again, not as bad as it has been in the past, at least I can weight-bear already, just feel it pulling a bit if I over extend it.
There's someone in the work who is a "published author", has a website with soft porny pics and extracts, claims its romantic fiction, trying to moiston the gusset but its the biggest load of caque you can think off.
She has 'tasters' on the web-site, trying to hook in the gullible, sorry literary minded, well, if you like cheese you could call it a taste but listening to her going on about 'my publisher' and 'another couple of books...' Jesus Christ, does she think these guys publish this shite 'cos they think its the work of a literary giant.....................NAW, ITS 'COS SOME SAD FART WANTS TO HAVE A WANK TO IT and they are in the business of making money for themselves and their shareholders - and God help us, this tosser thinks she's good!
I've mentioned to a couple of people in work I've got this blogsite - but I'm damned I'll tell anyone what its called. I like the idea I can have a wee rant - OK, a fucking big rant if I want to and no-one will know.
I also dont want anyone I know to get this close to me.
Sad bastard eh?
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