Bye Greer!!!

I wuv wu!!!!!

Today is the saddest of all days

I've been distracting myself all day but like... Yeah. :(

New Job

I got a new job. If the job was a movie I'd be credited as IT guy #4. I've no idea what they're expecting me to do but I assume it'll be grand because it's only work experience and if it was in any way too difficult, I wouldn't be there. They seemed pretty desperate as well.
I start on Monday at 9 O'clock. I'm thinking 5 days a week working from 9 until 5, installing programs and turning printers off and then back on again is essentially what's going to happen. We shall see.

I watched some the World Cup yesterday. It was crap. I fell asleep during it. I think that sums up my feelings towards football.

I wish my head didn't go to shit everytime I have to be on my own for more than a few minutes. This constant need for having someone around me is really getting on my tits. Last week, I told Rebecca to come over after work so at 2 in the morning she came over and we literally had a half an hour chat something to eat and slept until she had to go to work the next day.
I really don't know why, but being at home makes it a bit worse as well. I spend pretty much all of my time in my gran's now a days and there's no need for it.
Oh well. I'm hungry now. Time for foods.

It came today

Fuck.

I'm glad my passport didn't come yesterday

Because I literally would have killed someone if it came a few hours after the flight. I was convinced it was going to happen.

http://www.foundshit.com/

This blog is awesome. It's just loads of awesome/funny images. G'wan, sure you've come this far... You might as well take a look.

Stuff 'n' stuff

I wrote a new song. It's somewhat happyish... I'm not sure what happened there. But yeah. You can find it here if you are in any way interested.

http://www.myspace.com/blackrichie

My aunt's went home today. I can't wait to have my room back. I still have loads to do. They didn't really do much at all. They were supposed to be cleaning but they just cleaned what I already had and rearranged the furniture which I'm just going to undo because I keep walking into that fucking chair they put in the sitting room.

I hate that they're the way they are. I'd never bring any form of drugs into that house. I even have qualms about drinking there. And yet they came over for a week and smoked as much as they want. On the first day, we had a talk about how I've never done anything other than drinking but that I wasn't entirely opposed to the idea and that I know better than to take it home with me.

It's amazing how they were all so anti-drugs up a few years ago and now they're just this...

I can't wait to have my recording studio (my recording corner of the the sitting room).