As a matter of fact, my whole weekend has been mundane. Nothing of significance has happened whatsoever. See for yourselves:
For instance, on Saturday, I went and purchased several of these:
There's nothing I like better than getting at their chewy insides. My favourites are the crusty ones, but some people disagree with me about that.
Afterwards, I went to a hamburger store:
It's run by a nice lady called Miss Muff. She makes the finest bread-and-fried-meat sandwiches around. She also has a second course in scuba-diving.
Unfortunately, I was a bit short of money, so I had to bring in one of these to trade in for my burger:
So there you go: my weekend. That's the truth of the matter: absolutely nothing of interest at all.
PS: Computer still not working. I've had to borrow my flatmates computer for internet access. This works out quite well, because he's not in Melbourne at the moment.
And maybe I did make some of this post up. Just a little bit.
4 comments:
Contining in the vein of ignoring your musical instrument with its series of reeds powered by a manually-operated bellows, al encased in a pink & purple lined case.
Did you manage to secure a disk containing an operating system, and perhaps a disk containing new software? How goes progress?
... inconclusive. I may be able to use my upgrade software after all, but I want to make sure the whole process won't wipe my files.
I'll get the damn thing up and running soon enough.
BTW - marvellous looking tarts.
Miss Muff sounds like a character from a Carry On film. Sorry to lower the tone.
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