Well as you can see, I'm here, meaning I haven't had Net access cut, but I've been told if I get caught messing about not doing homework I won't be attending Norwich School in the 6th form. Which, I can tell you, sucks more than missing a few chats now and then. Having said that, I do love you all.
*gets lynched*
Yeah, my parents have gone shopping, as they do every Friday evening, so I'll be here once a week at least. Fez, my parents don't know anything about the music, although my dad's pissed that I've got 2GB of mp3s taking up the entire hard drive. Yes, it's a small hard drive. He's also pissed at Xav for getting me to do all this eBay stuff for him. Yeah, I know, they suck. Or they just don't have any generosity; probably both.
So let's think, 100-odd posts a day, multiply by seven. Yikes, that's some busy Fridays I have ahead of me. I've this odd feeling there was something else I wanted to bring up, but I've forgotten it. Oh yes, I remember: Alcar, what they hell are you talking about? What do you hypothesise I've done?
Email me, I'll manage to check it sometime.
Anyway, until next Friday, farewell my oddly-blessed friends, acquaintances and carnally-intimate buddies.
And Hobo.