Things are getting really weird lately. I keep getting electric shocks every time I touch things, and I mean really bad ones, except when I touch Weetos, so I'm thinking of making Weeto body armour, the little dolly I drew came to life and is breaking out of her piture more and more every day and she wants my braaaaaaaains but apart from that ( Read more... )

My last day. :'(

And I just sent Peter home cos we're both in work super early.

And also because I'm a retard.

I'm going to send some of my stuff off to Nightwish and see if they still need a replacement for Tarja. Think I can do it?

I act like things don't phase me,
Inside it drives me crazy.
My insecurities could eat me alive.
Sometimes I think I'm crazy,
I'm crazy, oh so crazy,
Why am I here? Am I just wasting my time?

Well, job hunting was successful in that I now have a new job. It's full time, same wages as where I am now but I get 50% discount on jeans. Also, I get proper breaks and I work locally rather than having to take the Arsehole Express for 30 minutes to an hour and a half every day. True, I'll have to take the Cocaine Train to Liffey Valley, but that ( Read more... )

*SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE ( Read more... )

Well, I’ve sure as hell changed my mind about Temple Bar being safe. I was fucking well STALKED by some random creep today. Yes, stalked. And no, I’m not being paranoid or imagining things. He followed me from just off Dame Street, through Temple Bar and down to the quays.
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Well, I've confirmed what I want with the delicious queen tea, and she'll be making these as soon as I send payment. Here's what I'm after ( Read more... )

Haha, George Bush is a simpleton! "Nucular power pants" indeed.

Anyway, today has been odd. Woke up feeling like a mace-wielding lunatic and done a jig in my throat, and proceeded to feel like shit for the rest of the day. True, I've spent the last few days feeling like shit, but today my throat was worse and my temperature better. I am a strange ( Read more... )

SQUEEE ( Read more... )