'Lo again everybody. Well for the two of you who read this, there's a new track up on my profile. An electronica - ish number this time, have a listen and let me know what you think.
Well it's blog time again, for the two of you who visit this thing. Should really take more care of it in future I reckon. Like that puppy that I got one Christmas...
Anyway, that is irrelevant (to you, not to the NSPCC). I am currently listening to Pendulum (ooh aren't I diverse in my music taste eh?) and drinking Biere Speciale (Tesco beer for the cheap). Currently in front of me I have my new computer, empty beer bottles, some pliers, Autosol and a noticeboard in the shape of a killer whale (who looks too damn happy for his own good). The safety pins holding my tshirt together are threatening to pierce my nipples and my New Rocks are almost in tatters thanks to the rough treatment they were submitted to today.
So it's Friday night and I'm spending it alone. Yeah, I rule. So this is a call to anyone, anywhere. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEONE TALK TO ME! Prefereably someone who is quite drunk (even if you're not, I have no preference) and isn't afraid to talk shite, like myself.
First three people to add me get a free, all expenses paid trip back home.
Your statutory rights are, and forever will be, affected.
Good evening ladies. I am currently typing this after quite a painful session of DIY. Nail guns + hands = a bloody mess. Remember this. Just spent the last half hour prising a nail out of my hand and bandaging it. Not fun. I do feel kinda like Jesus though, even if it's just half way there. Moral of the story? Pay for your handiwork. It pays in the end.
Well people, the first blog. I have popped my blog cherry. I have penetrated the vagina of my profile with the penis of my words. I am no longer a blog virgin, oh no. I stand before you now...a man!