I had a dream last night — after I managed to get back to sleep (thanks a lot Dylan, you inconsiderate fat fuck, maybe you’d like it if I’d watch infomercials outside your door next time?) — Anyway my dream, I had control of the force, it was awesome… It was a lot of effort making a rock hover, but it was very satisfying nonetheless, I mean, what person of my generation didn’t want some force powers?
Author: Morgan Avery
Bloody upgrades, eh?
By the way, I know the damn restaurants thing isn’t working right, bloody Dylan broke it when he upgraded his box… And I haven’t had a chance to have a look and fix it.
CheapAss DishScraper 2000
It appears I forgot to mention that I managed to get the dishwasher going! It’s our good new ninety dollar friend.
Previously, drrrty dishes would pile up in the sink until they overflowed onto the floor.
This would result in little red saying things like "I think someone should do the dishes", this would be met with responses like:
- "I don’t want to" from me.
- Pathetic girlish crying from Dylzno.
- Or even: doing the dishes from Callum.
Now, it’s a race between the flatmates to see who can get the dishes done first, except Dylzno, you’d probably have to hit him with a cattle prod to get him to actually do something, also, he probably doesn’t even know that we have a dishwasher*. Also, Callum hasn’t bothered yet, but he’s only made one dirty plate, anyway.
* This is a lie, he knows full well.
My good Nigerian friend.
Another one of my good Nigerian friends wants to share part of his estate with me, this time, though, I’d have to travel to Europe to help him out with getting his hands on his money. I’m too busy for that right now, even for "47 million (US DOLLARS)". If someone else would like to help him out, please let me know. I’ll need your full name, all your phone and fax numbers, physical address, account numbers, and permission for him to steal all your money.
Boring night out.
Sheesh, went and met some people at Open Late, a friend was in town, so we had a bit of a get together. Was very bored. Spent most of the time looking out the window at traffic.
Heineken
Added another beer. It makes me happy when the ingredients are: water, malted barley, and hops. None of that other crap they put in sometimes. Anyway, it’s just Heineken, so don’t get excited.
Half-arsed fuck-up of a job.
I bought a dishwasher today, but this stink fucking townhouse is causing problems with installation. As with everything else, the tradesmen did a completely half-arsed fuck-up of a job with the plumbing, so we’re probably going to have to fabricate water hoses ourselves, fucked-up fucking fuckers.
Thank-you very much property developers, your medium/high density housing is definitely going to be a real boon for the city in a few years, when everyone realises how completely shit it all is.
Just ask England.
Panic Room
Just got back from seeing Panic Room, it was good. I find Jodie Foster to be a bit annoying, but even she didn’t spoil it. One thing, and without ruining it for anyone by giving anything away, I would have preferred the end bit with Burnham to have gone a different direction.
Ningunos Skateboards.
I never did get that skateboard.
Joke? Me?
What’s worse than a male chauvinist pig?
A woman that won’t do what she’s told.