MEATy

My meat came back today. Like the crap on my thumb, aptly named "Shine's Crap" the meat came back named "Shine's Meat".

I wanted to slap Qert. But he was in Herbie and I couldn't bring myself to. So what I did was, I snapped a picture.

Today, I received delivery of chai and card reader. I thought I was gonna be able to blog some pictures. I was thinking of Aidan. But no such luck. My slots are not.. uh.. legible. Or whatever the reason. I gave Chin The Pink a call. And he said, "My services ar? Subject to availability!! Call me tomorrow."

Okay.

Great. I have this swanking new card reader and still not able to blog pictures.

I have my meat back and no earphones.

I have my "maybe" eliminated this morning for this month, and still feel like crap.

I have Qert going, "Do you want me to start?" No. I signed up for that lecture already - when he heard that I was still talking about my thang.

He offered help. In forms of 16 CDs.

Well, thank you. But I don't have space in Pod for 16 CDs. And yes, two copies please if we're to make this work.

Qert probably knew better than anyone how anything affects me. He was there when there was monkey. He was there when there was ex-sponsor. He was there was there was lots of work and no Boss. He was there when there was Zero who terrorised us all even at supper. He was there. The entire 2005 stretched me. And I was looking for a way out.

Means to an end, girl.. Means to an end..

How can things be so much more complicated now when it's supposed to be so much easier?