This is my friend the badger
Hello.
Two posts in one day...fancy that.
A couple of things for yaz all:
Firstly, I'm sorry for not making much of an appearance on here lately. I realise that there are posts you guys have made that I probably should be replying to, but at the moment we are still sans wireless broadband, and I'm still confined to using either CJ's or totallypakaha's computers. I'm not entirely sure when exactly we will be getting wireless, seeing as all our finances are a little precarious at the moment. Next week is going to be a touch expensive- rent is due, massive mobile bill needs to be paid, 90 bucks worth of medical bills need to be dealt with, I'm in serious need of an electric blanket, and my first gym membership payment goes out on Thursday. Aw yeah, and groceries. Aw yeah, and there should be a credit card bill popping out at some stage. Aw yeah, probably should get a new cable for Marvin, which'll be another 50 bucks. AND I need to put away some dough for my bass, cos this air bassing business is getting kinda lame. Gah.
So yeah. Wireless internet may have to wait.
Secondly, I am going to be cutting my flist down at some point. Dum dah dum. So yeah, you guys know the drill...if, heaven forbid, you actually get something out of Ezza's pointless driveling, and you'd like to be kept within the whanau, then leave me a comment to this entry, and you'll be safe.
There's a few of you who needn't worry; your journals are brilliant, and you have been faithful when it comes to commenting on my posts, so you'll be kept. Real Lifers, you're automatically safe. But, if I do happen to remove you, it'll be mainly because I haven't formed much of a connection with you, or if we don't have a hell of a lot in common, or if we haven't made any effort to keep the connection going. But as I say, if you want to keep reading, just let me know...and I'll give it some thought. ;) Heh.
So yeah. I feel scungy. Too much junk consumed in the last 24 hours. Not enough sleep. Too much work not getting done. Too much stress within the flat. Too many people to catch up with. Too many thoughts in head. Much extract somehow.
Really must clean this house. It is driving me freaking insane. Maybe tomorrow.
Two posts in one day...fancy that.
A couple of things for yaz all:
Firstly, I'm sorry for not making much of an appearance on here lately. I realise that there are posts you guys have made that I probably should be replying to, but at the moment we are still sans wireless broadband, and I'm still confined to using either CJ's or totallypakaha's computers. I'm not entirely sure when exactly we will be getting wireless, seeing as all our finances are a little precarious at the moment. Next week is going to be a touch expensive- rent is due, massive mobile bill needs to be paid, 90 bucks worth of medical bills need to be dealt with, I'm in serious need of an electric blanket, and my first gym membership payment goes out on Thursday. Aw yeah, and groceries. Aw yeah, and there should be a credit card bill popping out at some stage. Aw yeah, probably should get a new cable for Marvin, which'll be another 50 bucks. AND I need to put away some dough for my bass, cos this air bassing business is getting kinda lame. Gah.
So yeah. Wireless internet may have to wait.
Secondly, I am going to be cutting my flist down at some point. Dum dah dum. So yeah, you guys know the drill...if, heaven forbid, you actually get something out of Ezza's pointless driveling, and you'd like to be kept within the whanau, then leave me a comment to this entry, and you'll be safe.
There's a few of you who needn't worry; your journals are brilliant, and you have been faithful when it comes to commenting on my posts, so you'll be kept. Real Lifers, you're automatically safe. But, if I do happen to remove you, it'll be mainly because I haven't formed much of a connection with you, or if we don't have a hell of a lot in common, or if we haven't made any effort to keep the connection going. But as I say, if you want to keep reading, just let me know...and I'll give it some thought. ;) Heh.
So yeah. I feel scungy. Too much junk consumed in the last 24 hours. Not enough sleep. Too much work not getting done. Too much stress within the flat. Too many people to catch up with. Too many thoughts in head. Much extract somehow.
Really must clean this house. It is driving me freaking insane. Maybe tomorrow.