Freak on a leash.

Rob just explained to me how to make a gallow’s noose. If Gassy were to use it it would really be a Freak on a Leash. And I am completely sober, no beers for this girl tonight.
I really don’t want to go to sleep. I’m afraid she will be there when I wake up.

By the way: ALL men are whores!

~~~ PLUG ALERT!! ~~~

Yep, heavy plugging ahead.

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What, no rock on tv?

Gassy is back. I already hate the fact I have to wake up tomorrow morning, which will probably be by her vacuumcleaner.

Have started on another test. The easier part is done now: the Javascript. I really loathe making the results pages, with the blasted textarea and the ‘I-look-like-a-picture-but-really-I-am-a-table’. But it’s still fun to do. Better than chewing my nails or doing-nothing-because-everything-is-boxed-up-and-ready-to-go.
Blah. I hate this waiting life. I wish Patrick was just gone so I could look forward to cleaning and doing something. Anything, you know!