It’s been one of those days.
You know the ones I mean. Those days when you get up, go to a job for 8 hours just so you can buy enough alcohol and stimulants to keep you going so that you can do it all again.
On the bright side, I did have dinner with Ill-ExPat, The Dude.
He didn’t say hi to you, so don’t fucking ask.
So I’ve been tooling with the site, and so far I like what I’ve got going on here.
Except that some of my categories seem to have gone missing. What the fuck is that about?
I won’t worry about it tonight, seeing as how I still have to watch Dr. Who and Torchwood tonight before I go to bed.
A smarter man would have gone to the bar, but I feel positively shitty. And if that’s not an oxymoron, I don’t know what is.
AB
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