Crap internet, crap flat, crap tonsils, crap carpark
Wednesday, 9 January 2008 23:59Well I would have posted earlier, as I wanted to post photos from Summafieldayze and stuff, but my internet at home has been TOTAL BALLS lately, all slow and infuriating, so I gave up. It's not too bad now but it's also getting late and I should probably be going to bed instead of uploading pictures and then trying to make up witty captions for them all. Oh and it's too hot. I have air-con here but since we've been using it a lot lately we've gotten nasty rashes and bug bites so we're testing to see if these mystery bug things are coming from the air-con or if we're just become grotty enough to have a bitey bug infestation in the flat (while the latter is quite likely I'm hoping so bad it's just the air-con).
I don't know why I'm so shocked and angry about this, since it really was inevitable, but I seem to have tonsillitis again. I am so over these tonsils, they have got to go! The worst part is, both of the other people in my territory at work are on holidays for the next two days, which means my workload will go up by three, and as I'm finding it hard to talk now, the next two days may actually kill me (or, you know, cause me to lose my voice or something a little less dramatic than death).
Another shocking thing to happen lately: I am not in a dire situation with money...so far. I've had the worst money issues the last couple of months (mostly involving my love of over-spending at every available opportunity). But I did good last fortnight and this one is shaping up even better. Now I've written this, something dreadful will happen involving a HUGE DEBT that needs paying THIS MINUTE and I'll punch myself in the ovaries for daring to get smug about money D:
And just to end this entry off with a disgusting twist: our garage door is wrecked so out carpark in the basement is always open til it's finally fixed. This worries me because my car is very easy to break into and probably just as easy to steal. Another thing that worries me is that there's a massive dent on the roof, like someone was standing on there, and also a used condom behind my car. I have, of course, come to the conclusion people had sex on my car thus causing the massive dent (and the used condom). THAT IS REALLY GROSS! Even if someone had sex somewhere near my car is enough to gross me out. I'm going to make a very noisy complaint to the body corporate about homeless people having sex on my car.
I don't know why I'm so shocked and angry about this, since it really was inevitable, but I seem to have tonsillitis again. I am so over these tonsils, they have got to go! The worst part is, both of the other people in my territory at work are on holidays for the next two days, which means my workload will go up by three, and as I'm finding it hard to talk now, the next two days may actually kill me (or, you know, cause me to lose my voice or something a little less dramatic than death).
Another shocking thing to happen lately: I am not in a dire situation with money...so far. I've had the worst money issues the last couple of months (mostly involving my love of over-spending at every available opportunity). But I did good last fortnight and this one is shaping up even better. Now I've written this, something dreadful will happen involving a HUGE DEBT that needs paying THIS MINUTE and I'll punch myself in the ovaries for daring to get smug about money D:
And just to end this entry off with a disgusting twist: our garage door is wrecked so out carpark in the basement is always open til it's finally fixed. This worries me because my car is very easy to break into and probably just as easy to steal. Another thing that worries me is that there's a massive dent on the roof, like someone was standing on there, and also a used condom behind my car. I have, of course, come to the conclusion people had sex on my car thus causing the massive dent (and the used condom). THAT IS REALLY GROSS! Even if someone had sex somewhere near my car is enough to gross me out. I'm going to make a very noisy complaint to the body corporate about homeless people having sex on my car.