Aug 13, 2007 21:13
I've come to the scary realisation of bloggers everywhere: my life isnt that noteworthy.
So... I shall talk about someone else's, shall I?
When I came home from uni today (thanks kev for letting my drive my baby, it was nice) a letter (the umpteenth) was waiting for Mr L. Hutchinson. I happen to know Mr H, he's a fire spinner and a uni friend, and coincidentally used to live in this very house, so I collect his mail for him in exchange for a beer when he comes to pick it up. I thought nothing of it, and left it on the shelf in the kitchen. Then, to my great surprise, my computer decided to work this evening, and Luke IM's me. I tell him about the letter, and he asks me to open it. Turns out that Luke has a large amount of pennies (shiny ones) in a super fund that he had no awareness of. 8, 500 pennies. Luke proceeds to tell me that he has managed to come across about 30k and a new car in the last 2 months. Plans are now in place for identity theft, obviously.
Also, Luke told me that he would have slept with me if he had the chance. Im flattered, sort of. I got a thrill, at least. I didn't tell him that hes weird combination beard/soul patch thing and his too large ears put me off. Thank God for inner-monologues.
Also, another observation: Maria Del Rouge is the town.... um... bike.
lol. At least I find that funny.