Complaints

I've had complaints from you mofos that my last few entries have been too boring. Well I'm so sorry. I don't know why any of you bother to read this shite at all really! What with the bad spell, worse grammer and punctuation that would have my grade 7 english teacher sobbing if she saw it, you'd be better off reading the works of some deranged nutter. Oh, wait.

So anyways, in the interests of keeping my two loyal fans I shall try and make this entry today super exciting. Before I wrote this entry though I thought I should go out and do something really cool, so that I'd have some exciting material for you all. Here's what I did, I hope you fans appreciate my dedication.

Ok, so I made that up. But I did go for a 10km run, that's exciting too, isn't it? No? Christ you bastards are hard to please.

I'm getting too fat since I got my car, I have been driving everywhere and not walking. This is not a good thing. I have decided that next pay day (Tuesday 17th) I am going to join a Gym. So everyone reading this has to give me lots of shit if I haven't done it soon after that date. I keep saying "oneday", well I've decided that oneday is going to be next week.

So last night I'm sitting at home and the phone rings! And guess who it is? Anna Kournikova, wanting to know if I was single. I lied and said that I wasn't, because I'm really busy with work and all that at the moment. She started crying and sobbing a lot, so I just hungup.

OK, maybe that was bullshit too.

What else to tell you? I want to sign on for a course on Journalism. Don't laugh, this one IS serious! I looked at a correspondence course that was advertised in the paper yesterday. But that's the problem, it's via correspondence. Like Denny pointed it, it means you basically have to motivate yourself. And you all know how motivated I can be. Can we all say SLUG!

I'll do a bit more checking this week and see if I can find one that has actual classes. Because as already suggested by my friend Sarah, lots of hot babes would be at Journalism class. At least I think that's what she said. Maybe she said all the hot babes would run away from Journalism class if I was there. I forget.

Back to work tomorrow. But that doesn't matter because this week is going to be really exciting, because this week it's "Bring your favourite drugs to work week!" You know, everyone brings in lots of hardcore drugs and we just go mental. Ring up the customers and abuse the crap out of them. Crash all the routers just for kicks. You know how how it goes! Oh wait, you don't? You don't have this at your work? Sucks to be you then.

In other normal news, I cleaned my flat today. Little bastard ants all in my kitchen again. They really hate Spray and Wipe though, it's like instant ant killer. Try it some time, lots of fun for the whole family. So I flushed about 500 of their little bodies, which now smelt lemon fresh, down the sink disposal thing for extra blending fun. Yes, I'm a sadistic prick.

At least the place is a bit tidy once again. I don't have to get home and want to cry because it's so messy tomorrow.

That's all momos. Hope you haven't fallen asleep this time around. I have to go to bed now, because I am going to get up at 5:30am tomorrow and go for another 10km run.

i'll let you figure out if you think I"m telling the truth on that one.

I HATE BEER!

--TiM The Enchanter.