Bugger. Not a great day so far. I've taken possession of my new apartment. That went smoothly enough, and I've had a bed delivered. Of course, I was then expected to help haul it up into the apartment, and I'm pretty sure I was paying not to have to do that. But no biggie, and I now have somewhere to sleep. More annoying is that the entrance to the garage has a rather oddly positioned pillar, and I've scraped the car's paintwork on it. My own fault, of course, no one else around to blame, but damn it was a weird place to put a pillar.
Then I go shopping for a fridge, microwave, bedsheets, little things like that. But I'm still waiting for my bank to send me a chequebook and a credit card. So I have funds saved up, but can't get at them. Very annoying. And I am fridgeless. I'm close to whacking it on my Yanqui credit card, despite the difficulties in then paying it off.
I give you permission to buy such a gift.
P-C needs a throne, or at the very least a dais.
In your defense, it is not nothing like Tetris. It shares one similarity, and that is a vertically rectangular playing field with rotatable things falling.
Rotatable! I knew I'd forgotten something. No wonder I got killed at level 9.
t makes note to spin cats
ION, Kristin's tagline should henceforth include the phrase 'pixie wench'. And possibly her passport as well.
I've taken possession of my new apartment.
This makes it sound like there was an epic battle, with hundreds of casualties. And that there was a flag stuck in the ground by the end.
P-C needs a throne, or at the very least a dais.
Oooh. And slave girls with banana leaves.
Rotatable! I knew I'd forgotten something. No wonder I got killed at level 9.
Wow. You got all the way to level 9 without rotating? Man.
ION, Kristin's tagline should henceforth include the phrase 'pixie wench'.
Hee hee. I saw your original F2F post, and I think this portion actually belongs in Natter, as that's where I called her that.
Oooh, billytea, I have a question for you. You may not have the answer, but I'm willing to go for "Work Visas" for $500.
My daughter is looking at obtaining a work visa to work in Australia. Do you have some idea of where she should start in the labyrinthian process of obtaining such an item?
very much like tetris
Sorta. So, now I understand. The sound really makes it. I'm not sure if it makes it disturbing or amusing, but it makes it.
All I can say now is:
Well STACK MY CATS and call me Cindy!!!
Yay, on appartment possession, bt. Not so yay on all the inconveniences. If that were my garage, I would get a rubber-bumpy-thingy to wrap around the pillar. If need be, I would duct tape an exercise mat to it. Because I know I would get up close and personal with it far too often.
This tiny French lady named Ghislain leads me into the room and gets right to business.
Hee, I didn't realize it at the time, but that sentence on it's own? Porn.
I was quoting it to ask if she sung
La Mer
and spoke of a black rock, but the porn stands alone.
If that were my garage, I would get a rubber-bumpy-thingy to wrap around the pillar. If need be, I would duct tape an exercise mat to it. Because I know I would get up close and personal with it far too often.
Remind me to reinforce the back wall of my garage and bolt on a tire before you park in there, ok?
