Work went bye quickly thankfully. Our workloads are increasing by a 1/3 so i should be sinking faster in the quick sand here soon. So apparently the Pulse wants some game articles... I should maybe bust one out tomorrow. I need to brainstorm a bit at work, I have some ideas but i need to write them down otherwise they'll get lost in this big empty head of mine.
After work the wife's boss, the Trump of Chatt, offered us some free junk. They rent houses out over in Redbank and said their former tennents left some junk if we wanted it... Ah, nothing better than rootin through other's garbage... a lesser man might be insulted by such an insinuation that I would like someone elses man, luckily I'm a great man and don't succomb to such fits of pride. Most of the trash was too trashy for even the likes of me. Their was an old Koss cd player that seemed adequate but we really didn't need it. There was also a vacuum but it looked like it had sucked its last suck. The big find of the day was a 1959 copy of the game Risk in pretty much mint condition. Looks like it was almost never used. Its really weird too nothing like the nowaday risk. No major plans for the weekend, doing the valentine thing on saturday but thats hush hush, and no its not cause i don't know what i'm doing yet... thats only part of the equation. Well my computer's making weird noises, time to blow this popsicle stand before it blows me... thats sounds bad... ditch...
Ditch indeed. I want some free stuff. Where's my stuff. If you don't want that risk game I'll take it.
Posted by: Concerned at February 6, 2004 06:48 PM