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Friday, 10 October 2008

This is my last post from the apartment.

Monday, 14 July 2008

Here I stand head in hand 
Turn my face to the wall 
If she's gone I can't go on 
Feeling two foot small 
Everywhere people stare 
each and every day 
I can see them laugh at me 
And I hear them say 

Hey you've got to hide your love away 
Hey you've got to hide your love away 

How can I even try? 
I can never win 
Hearing them, seeing them 
In the state I'm in 
How could she say to me 
Love will find a way? 
Gather round all you clowns 
Let me hear you say 

Hey you've got to hide your love away 
Hey you've got to hide your love away

Monday, 21 April 2008

Holy fucking shit. I want one.

Sunday, 25 November 2007

So we have our own apartment now, it's pretty neat-o! I've been getting back into gaming again recently, after a long dry spell of disinterest. The Witcher turned out to be pretty phenomenal, and BioShock is effing amazing. Crysis is a very satisfying game atm too. That's all I really have to say.

Thursday, 27 September 2007

Boredom Springs Eternal

Just sitting here at work, being bored as fuck. As usual WebSense tried to block my methods of accessing the intarweb, but thanks to www.peacefire.org and www.stupidcensorship.com I am again back on my web-legs. I did a fuckton of business yesterday, and made myself quite a bit of extra cash in comssion. So now I can go to any website I please, and I hooked my MP3 player up to the portable speakers, and I can *listen* to whatever I want now too. Fucking Sirius CONSTANTLY being on Starlite. The music is awful. But due to TimeWarner and their comcast BS, I'm going to look into switching ISPs. Maybe CinciBell or Verizon FioS will be cool. We can only hope, eh? So Chris needs to:

1: Find a Friday/Saturday night job for some extra monies
2: Cancel digital cable/internet and maybe switch to Dish/cincibell
3: Get Beth last 1/2 of her B-day present + Christmas present.
4: Get hold of a second harddrive capable of backup while I wipe my harddrive. (It's a wreck).
5: Survive this fucking 11 hour work day.

Yeah, I really want a beer. I came in somewhat early, so I get an hour break. I think Chris needs to get liqured up for work! (I'm kidding, but you don't know that). And got I wrecked that word. SOMEONE CALL ME TO END MY BOREDOM! We can talk about something totally interesting. *yawn*.