So you think you’re special? You’re just another blogger, man. You’re just another tiny fish in an ocean whose depth and magnitude you can barely comprehend. You? Phytoplankton (look it up, fool).
Actually, these are about half the lessons I learnt over the weekend, but I thought these were the most pertinent. The rest aren’t really worth sharing, unless you wanna hear all about burnt spaghetti and how not to get laid.
The world cup cricket is coming soon – and with that Joe Black will be relocating to the islands in March – Bon Voyage son. I have been reading a lot of articles about the WCC and just for your info I got my dollars on the West Indies cricket team – those black brothers are solid and yeah ladies if you want to see some fine brothers that’s the team to watch.
Been watching a lot of DVD movies lately. Besides the fact I don’t currently have DSTV, the options are BTV and DeadBC, and I can only watch BTV on Thursday nights. West Wing, baby. ZBC? Never – at least not till the football season starts.
In addition to all the problems we’ve had recently with our hosting, from database hiccups to funny DNS changes, our mail hasn’t been working either. For the past three weeks.
So, you might be curious about what I got up to over the holidays. And if you’re not, you’re fecked cos I’m gonna tell you anyway.
Okay, someone/thing at my host managed to kill my domain, so we’ve been down for nearly a week. And yeah, for a (ex-)sysadmin to have hosting issues is kinda, well, shit.
So, didnt I almost find myself in a body bag Friday evening. You know how I have a versus with white people and Japs (fecking Japs, but I’m trying to be polite) and I jump at anything that is brown skinned. Anyway, I met this guy from Ghana a few days ago, and he seemed decent enough. Although the writing was definitely on the wall when he told me that he loved me less than 24 hours after we had met. That is never a good sign. On any day of the week!
I have a friend from work who is a real party animal, so I decided to join her in her escapades, and maybe pick up a slutty trick or two (the Aefro repertoire is becoming rapidly threadbare).
Zim is facing a five-game shutout by Bangladesh, with three games down and the series already wrapped. I don’t know about you, but I think this is fecked up on so many levels.
Usually, when confronted with a little hottie wearing glasses and one of those denim, mini-then-frilly skirts, I try hard to focus around her eyeline, lest my eyes get sucked down to those perky D’s she appears to be sporting. There be dragons.
Being here in the land of the rising sun, its not often that I get to bring out my size 9 dancing shoes. So anywyay, I went to a party a couple of weeks back where I met a white guy. Never having partaken of the fruits of the lighter skinned brothers I must admit I was keen.