S'up Friday?

Hello, hurrah, hero

Welcome to another day, another dollar and THANK FUCK another Friday.

This morning I woke up early.

My sleeping patterns have been affected by a number of different things of late: My Death Metal upstairs neighbour who kills his girlfriends and chops them into little pieces and forces their remains down his bathroom sink (don't worry, more on this later); Next door neighbours realising they have an extra room which is next door to mine, loudly banging S&M sexarama; Crazie arsed dreams; Certain situations upon investigation on your radio station, across da nation. YO.

Alright, so I wake up early, do some weights, wack on the teeveeeee and start with the coffee cigarette routine.

To my shock horror, the Today Show (Americana stoopid banana one) is featuring a Doggy Fashion Moment, otherwise known as DFM, or better known to some as Desperate To Fill In A Spare Time Slot (DTFIASTS).

Hehehe ^;0)

So I'm sitting there, in ma knickers, watching these dogs parading poncho/day wear apparel.

OMG. I had a moment when I considered calling the RSPCA to report another bout of animal cruelty.

I resisted, I thought perhaps it would cancel itself out because of the metric system and time difference.

So the last two dogs were going a bit feral, and as much as I wished, hoped and prayed they would turn all 28 Days Later on the hostess, they did not.

Dang!

Oh well.

Next up was Sunrise.

Yeahy. Love my Sunrise.

All I have to say about it today however, is....Has anyone ever noticed how sooky and angry Kochie gets when the focus and attention is taken away from him? Or if they make a crack at him? OR if the girls are taken aback by a hottie?

Like GET THE FUCK OVER IT MAN.

Oh, he's really starting to annoy me.

Anyhoo, tonight is Girl Bar.

This should be interesting.

Have a great day and I'll no doubt hit up another random ramble in the near future.

Perhaps I'll hit it up after I visit the Bank and tell them how dumb they are for not sending me a new Eftpos card and how amazing I felt when the beautiful Mama B was down and we were on our way to a lavish expensive breakfast and I attempted to take out some cash AND THEN it kindly SPAT my card back out at me, hitting me in the retina saying "Your card has expired."

Imagine, go on, close your eyes now.

Imagine a Saturday morning with yo'Mama, off to breakfast, you have $10 on you - Which you found on the ground on Smith St (I KNEW IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE) and an ATM is telling you your fucked.

And THEN the Customer Service Rep has to try and calm you down after she tells you calmly, "I'm sorry, no funds are available to you until Monday."

Thank God for Credit Card debt.

meh