So yeah, once a month I like to regularly delete people from my Facebook friends list, mostly people I don't talk to much anymore.

Yesterday, I deleted this girl, who's more of a mutual friend than anything. When I came on today, got a notification that she sent me a request. I accepted anyway, probably she wanted to talk again.

I leave the room to raid the cupboards for foodstuffs, come back, and I have three private messages. All of them pretty much rage about "WHY...

I would like to announce...

After a delightful day with a female I have been courting for the past month...

...

I do think it is going somewhere.

BRRGH

Slightly...anxious at the thought. Given my last romantic experience ended in tragedy (look up my blog history), but...she seems perfect. She takes my hurtful jokes in stride, and studies CHEMISTRY. What is that, btw?

Anyway...blah... \m/

I'm going to make a sandwich.

Cheese, ham and corned beef.

With mayonnaise and onions.

A pinch of salt.

That is all.

I'd like to point out the subliminal meaning behind Lady Gaga's latest single Born This Way is about her having a cock.

That is all.

*shuffles papers as News Music plays, I turn in my chair and talk to my co-anchor as the lights dim*

so i got paid FINALLT

(im drink)

thered a big trhing and GOLY SHIT (i use google chrome so many red squiggly lines there be a big crap i use this oddworld forums on my phone i got psif £50 odd instead of £120

I sad

But instead!

I punch my brother!

Who is a penis

I did get some old hsme gor a pound ¬ ¬

After fifteen years, my dog Laddie has died.

He had gotten very weak this past week, so we initially assumed he was just very hungry, so we fed him more often to get him on his feet again..

Went to feed him this morning, only to find him curled in a ball motionless. He must've passed on during the night, and with help from a few mates, I buried him in a field not so far from my house a few hours ago.

I'd have thought in a situation like this I'd have...

I was walking down to the shop today, and I saw in someone's backgarden my wheely bin.

The gall!

The bitch wasn't in her house, but she must be stupid to think it was hers, since my house number is skewered in huge fucking digits on the lid.

So, do I rant to her? Or is it a huge misunderstanding? I'm debating with myself on this.

...did I just see an advert for a film that's about Facebook?

Are people really running out of ideas for movies now!?

Always notice there's so many damn guests online compared to active members? You'd think they'd register instead of lurking about and usually when they do, they never post a welcome thread anyway. I seldom see 'Our Newest Member' post at all.

Right now, three members including myself are online; along with 22 guests. They watch and never register, or register but never post, or do post but then watch again.

HOAH!

So yeah, everything goes dandy dandy when all of a sudden on Wednesday evening, a spider sat on the frame of my bathroom door. Big deal, I ignored it, pissed, and went out.

Came back, he wasn't there. Once again, big deal went in my room and watched TV. It was dark, but you just know when you see the dark spot on the wall, flicked my lamp on, and there was the spider. At first, I thought it was the one from before. But no, this one was bigger, blacker. I panicked, the bastard was...