apparently im a nutter.... with a soldering iron

haircut

well i got my 1st proper haircut in 3 years (not just “taking some off”)

the woman who did it was a woman who lived on my street who was like 4 years older than me, i wouldent say not but shes got a boyfriend and a kid so nevermind. we got to talking about relationships and apparently if i dont get a girlfriend in the next month my dye job and trim will be free. we shook on it and then she asked “so what do you say when a girl trys to chat you up then?” to wich i gave the honest reply “well it doesnt happen much and when it does i usually ask they give me a complement that i’ve never been given befor. 3 strikes and your out.” “im going to have to buy some hair dye for next month arent i?”

good day

GREAT NEWS

after 6 weeks of not being able to get on a computer (accept at college for college work) i got me a new one. its a lap top. i’ve had it since 11am and its not broken yet. however the list of things that happend to my old computer beats the distruction record i had

previous record: melted motherboard, 1 clogged fan and teeming with viruses

new record: 2 broken fans, melted motherboard, fryed graphics card, destroyed hard drive and a dent in the casing the same size and shape as a size 9 doc martian.

spent most the away time i had working on a report for college, working on my driving, nearly buying a 70’s kit car (its a long story), starting world war III with my neighbors and still not realising that human interaction is a good thing.

just did some modelling. it was intresting but i was trying not to smile

i find it quite funny how we convince ourselfs that we dont need anyone to be happy but honestly thats all we really fucking want. for example. all i ever do is piss people off but really all i want to do is get closer to them. i clearly need more wine

drinking white wine. its all thats in the house but i wanna get merry

after nearly 4 years i decided to dig out a album i used to love because it was connected to good times. can i say - dag nasty.

i think ive found a downside to me getting a car.

i have the strangest feeling i’m going to be late whenever i drive it. oh i’ll arrive on time but i’ll park round the corner from wherever I’m meeting someone so i can pick the right song to make a entrance. this is going to be fun if I’m ever picking up a girl for a date at her parents house.

dad: when will your boyfriend be getting here?
girlfriend: oh you’ll know
dad: how?
girlfriend: because he drives a 30 year old ford capri and likes to make a entrance
*ENOLA GAY - OMD playing outside*
girlfriend: that’s him

then the dad kills himself.