My Funky Lancer
Yea! Funky! I've finally got a car. Is it a marvellous piece of magestic grace, speed and beauty? Err, no actually, it's not.
It's white, it's automatic, it has a crappy Japanese FM radio that can pick up 2 stations, both of which suck more than ABC Classic FM .
But hey, it's a frikking car, it goes OK, so I'm happy. I'm not happy about the cost of fuel over here ($1.15 a litre approx) but I don't plan on driving to work or anything like that, so hopefully that shouldn't affect me too much!
I've recovered after yesterdays ranting little post. It's my diary page and I'll post what I want, though sometimes I look back at it and go "ugh, that sucks". Which is how I feel about yesterdays little post. Anyway!
I rang up Gordon today to apologise for not playing Hockey yesterday (or the week before), and I promised I'd be a good boy now and turn up everytime. Turns out we haven't actually won a game yet, which makes me feel slightly less bad. I don't know why, probably because I know I haven't missed us winning a match yet.
What other stuff? I've joined the Red Cross. More on that later, cause I've only been to one meeting and I'm still deciding if I'm going to stay or not. Fek. That'll do. Can't be bothered typing anymore!
TiM