So I have this weird idea. Bear with me. I figure I should be motivated to post more often. It will encourage me to do more things that way I actually have stuff to post about. It makes sense to me. Shush.

I am currently talking to electricarmada and it makes me really, really happy. Lunch on Wednesday! It has been far too long. I miss you too. Yes you. The one who's reading this. You. If you're around, we should have lunch too.

I really, really need to fix the net. And... my keyboard. Basically I need to fix things. Lots of things.

I'm going to be staying at a mate's house for like two weeks. Just helping out around the house and such while her mum's out. She has two really adorable puppies. But the smell of said puppies, gracious. And her internet is better/worse than mine. At the same time. Amazing, I know. It's possible.

Work was... work. I actually went to the gym afterwards, only for 45 minutes. And wouldn't you know, the minute I walk in, my friend who's a trainer spots me. And thus, my time there was twice as long as I had intended. Which is good, because I like her and she really helped and I miss loving showers as much as I love them after working out. And now my arms hurt.

Fucking hell, Jason. Everyone's getting married.