Rage against too much beer and too many Margaretas. That's not how you spell it but do I look like a dictonary? No, I don't. I look hungover. See? [link removed] I'm in at work because some stuff has broken in a big screaming way. Why am I typing this instead of fixing the fault? There isn't a real lot I can do at the moment so I thought I'd take a moment to update my webpage.
So yea, I went out last night with a bunch of people from work to see off Michelle. She's leaving good ol' TelstraSaturn to start her own business as a masage person. I'd say masoos but I can't spell that. Anyway we had a great night last night, had lots of good food at the Mexican cafe where I finally got to try the chilli icecream. This stuff rocks! It's really creamy and tasty, but it's also hot and spicy. A werid desert, I really enjoyed it! After that we all headed up to the Surgery bar for a few drinks. Well hell, why lie. Lots and lots of drinks in fact. Lots of fun was had by all and I crawled home at 1am or so.
Only to get a call this morning to tell me the network is broken. Sigh. It's a job. It's made even more fun by my hangover. Complain bitch moan.
Report Over.
Oh yes, Thank god for these boffins. Beer in space is what we need.
TiM
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