What will happen if I die before making my will?
I just found the friends tab here. How joyous! I was wondering where I was meant to find other people's entries. Though I feel awkward because I should add more people to my friends, but I feel like I'm butting in and being annoying if I do that. > < Besides my life is boring. Ha ha ha.
My blog title is all to do with my current issues with my debit card. I could excuse it when it blocked me when trying to book flights. They have a stupidass system, but at least it wasn't the card's fault.
Now though my card has blocked itself from buying anything online. I don't even know why. I have been given no indication that it was going to do this, and it is frankly annoying when I need to buy birthday presents for next month, and tax my car this month.
So angry!Vay (or in reality, putout!Vay who is still perfectly friendly and pleasant) went to the bank and had a good moan about her card and how she wanted a new one.
It expires in a couple of months, but that's not the point. I can't read the security number anymore. And the signature strip has all rubbed off. Meaning people need to check my driving license if I ever want to sign a receipt. The lack of security number, and my tiny brain, also makes it difficult to pay for new things online, not that it matters now, since I have to guess the security number.
So I'm being sent a Visa card and I hope it gets here soon or my dad is going to have to pay for my tax. Seriously, I'm going to be so happy to see the back of this card. I may burn it. Cut it into pieces. Just do whatever I feel like at the time.
And the title is because I saw this question on a big plaque when I walked into the bank. It's really quite morbid. I know people need to think about these things. But it seemed so gleeful about it.
Well I've decided my will is going to be giving my rats to my best friends. I don't really care about anything else. People can fight over my manga, cuddlies, car etc if they want. As long as my rats are alright, I don't care.
In other news my mum had an operation today, and I'm slightly worried. Apparantly it's painful. Bleh. I'm not very often my mum's best friend, but she's still nice when she wants to be (unlike some members of my family I could mention) so I really hope things go alright for her. She's going to have her foot in plaster for the next two weeks, which I'm a bit apprehensive about, since it means I'm going to have to pick up more chores then usual now. Washing, vacuming, cooking etc but I refuse to iron anything because it's a waste of time in my eyes.
Have you ever looked at someone and thought, "wow their clothes need ironing!".
No you haven't.
Oh I bought some more jeans yesterday which I'm pleased about because I needed some new ones badly. Wearing leggings and skirts is all very well, but I like jeans so it works for me. :3
And that's all for now...I think. I'm still staying away from TDF best as I can. I've poked my nose into it a few times and it still makes me feel uncomfortable at the moment, so...
Not sure how long this will be. Days. Weeks? I dunno. I wonder if anything will be the same really. It makes me sad.
I also really need to change my mood icons here. The yellowness offends my eyes. >
My blog title is all to do with my current issues with my debit card. I could excuse it when it blocked me when trying to book flights. They have a stupidass system, but at least it wasn't the card's fault.
Now though my card has blocked itself from buying anything online. I don't even know why. I have been given no indication that it was going to do this, and it is frankly annoying when I need to buy birthday presents for next month, and tax my car this month.
So angry!Vay (or in reality, putout!Vay who is still perfectly friendly and pleasant) went to the bank and had a good moan about her card and how she wanted a new one.
It expires in a couple of months, but that's not the point. I can't read the security number anymore. And the signature strip has all rubbed off. Meaning people need to check my driving license if I ever want to sign a receipt. The lack of security number, and my tiny brain, also makes it difficult to pay for new things online, not that it matters now, since I have to guess the security number.
So I'm being sent a Visa card and I hope it gets here soon or my dad is going to have to pay for my tax. Seriously, I'm going to be so happy to see the back of this card. I may burn it. Cut it into pieces. Just do whatever I feel like at the time.
And the title is because I saw this question on a big plaque when I walked into the bank. It's really quite morbid. I know people need to think about these things. But it seemed so gleeful about it.
Well I've decided my will is going to be giving my rats to my best friends. I don't really care about anything else. People can fight over my manga, cuddlies, car etc if they want. As long as my rats are alright, I don't care.
In other news my mum had an operation today, and I'm slightly worried. Apparantly it's painful. Bleh. I'm not very often my mum's best friend, but she's still nice when she wants to be (unlike some members of my family I could mention) so I really hope things go alright for her. She's going to have her foot in plaster for the next two weeks, which I'm a bit apprehensive about, since it means I'm going to have to pick up more chores then usual now. Washing, vacuming, cooking etc but I refuse to iron anything because it's a waste of time in my eyes.
Have you ever looked at someone and thought, "wow their clothes need ironing!".
No you haven't.
Oh I bought some more jeans yesterday which I'm pleased about because I needed some new ones badly. Wearing leggings and skirts is all very well, but I like jeans so it works for me. :3
And that's all for now...I think. I'm still staying away from TDF best as I can. I've poked my nose into it a few times and it still makes me feel uncomfortable at the moment, so...
Not sure how long this will be. Days. Weeks? I dunno. I wonder if anything will be the same really. It makes me sad.
I also really need to change my mood icons here. The yellowness offends my eyes. >