This morning, I dreamt of Vulture's and jumping tanks, and evading Masakari's to get people under attack to a safe area. Only to have a Warhammer II C covering me, so there wasn't any real stress, I suppose...
Here I sit, ten thirty in the morning, behind my plain grey computer, compaq monitor, and boring grey walls that form the cubicle I sit in. All I want to do is sleep. Work cannot be accomplished, effort is fruitless.
Working nine to five does not agree with me.
Also, OzEmail is up for sale for a meagre 50 million dollars. Hurrah for that.
decided to send my mobile a message along the lines of 'keep out of my fucking hair', you're not real bright at all.
Like most people on my friends list know, my mobile number has been changed, so you're simply wasting your credit by sending sms messages to my old 0417 number
hop into the car today, with a freshly burnt fear factory cd thrown into the cd player, the track starts... 45 seconds into the track... the audio dies, evyn quick spams his eject and volume buttons... nothing
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