Oct 12, 2006 11:43
Even though it's morning. I'm quite fond of Alfred Hitchcock.
Anyway.
"Immersed within the scent of bonfires,
Talons clutching battered tome.
Marks of loss adorn his cheek,
Blue eyes flicker, always roam."
My new Furcadian description, courtesy me, about ten minutes ago.
So, how about that Dark Crusade release date, huh? The 27th, what an utter joke. The americans get it before we do, and Games Workshop is an English company! Bloody silly if you ask me. Which you don't, I suppose.
I'm running out of money bloody fast. I haven't had a job in about a fortnight now, and it's irritating the hell out of me. I can't stand being stuck at home on my own and not even get paid to do it. I may well have to go on the dole again, which I hate, because it's more bloody hassle than anything. I suppose I can at least apply for full benefits from the Council, which means I won't be paying any rent or council tax.
If only there was some way to get a job I enjoy! Even if it just pays bog-standard wage, I need a new job!
So many exclamation marks..
I'm going to go and have a quiet party by myself in front of the PC now.
I hope I didn't take up too much of your time.