A Diary of Prose and Verse

mood: artistic

music: None. My CD player's quite fucked.

Well holy shit, it's been a while. I guess the novelty wore off somewhat... besides which, since getting a new and slightly faster computer, there's been more interesting things to do online than post to my livejournal. So nyah. And also, I shall have a shiny new laptop what with the fucking great tax return I'll be getting... since I've been paying a third of my salary in tax, and I haven't been working for long enough to have to actually PAY tax. So it's a laptop for me! w00t. Anyway.

Nothing much has changed, so insert usual bitching etc etc etc here. I've been working weekends as well as Mondays and Thursdays, which is good pay wise... but crappy social-life wise. But oh well. Cami's 18th is coming up, which shall be a laff. She's so liddle. ^^ I'd tell you all what I'm getting her... but you know what the internet is like. Someone who knows her would probably happen to stumble accross my journal. Murphey's law.

 Random note: I have a new art site. It's at http://cocaine-angel.deviantart.com

...okay, so I accidently clicked in the 'rich text' link there... so if this entry's a little screwed up, don't look at me funny.

Uhhhm... oh, I saw Tarun today. That was... interesting. More awkward, really. I was at work, so I couldn't be mean to him... which sucked. He just stood there asking whether I still kept in contact with people fromm CIT or not. So I told him all I know. *shrug* I get the feeling he doesn't have many friends. Oh, and he's dyed his hair black. Just to be cool, I guess. It didn't work.

(Hey, wow... I sneezed and managed to keep typing without fucking up. Go me!)

That's about it, really. Same old, same old. I'll update once more when there's actually something to report.

Ciao!

~L